| So who cares if nothing comes out of this morning, |
| But an earful of sea, |
| And a neck-full of sun, |
| And a deckchair always broken, when sunbathed upon. |
| Each of us is as backwards, coming forwards, |
| Silence from me, whilst you’re keeping schtum, |
| My minds still as blank as that postcard we’ve barely begun. misheard  |
| byscottymagoo Or at least share a slider while sitting beside her, |
| I’ll kid on I’m rich, kid on I’m older and wiser, kid on I’m foreign maybe, |
| kid on I’m only from Largs See all |
| So would you look at this gang and we all burst forward that summer from our |
| caravan parks, |
| Whilst the kids are going mental kicking up sand, |
| I shall take this chance- |
| to slope off, find the Queen of Ice-creams and she’ll ask me to dance while she |
| dithers with wafers, |
| 99'ers, the number of men on backs (?). |
| The water here doesn’t get any warmer and she won’t let me get anything near |
| her, |
| I’m just looking for a bandstand, or any only romance, |
| Or at least share a slider while sitting beside her |
| How — (?) |
| get on her Morecambe and Wiser |
| And only from wax. |
| So would you look at this gang and we all burst forth that summer from our |
| caravan parks, |
| Whilst the kids are going mental kicking up sand, |
| they’re kicking up sand. |
| So would you look at this gang and we all burst forth that summer from our |
| caravan parks, |
| Whilst the kids are going mental kicking up sand, |
| they’re kicking up sand. |
| Shall take this chance, to slope off find the Queen of Ice-creams and she’ll |
| ask me to dance while she dithers with her wafers, |
| 99'ers, the number of men on backs (?). |