The smell of sweat and suntan lotion The smell of the wind coming off the ocean It's like summertime perfume The rising tide and the babies tanning Who knows what they might be planning? They ain't got nothing else to do
They don't know what it's like to be lonely They dance when they walk And they turn around and say
Kiss me baby
Young lovers they got so much in common They both love sunsets and chocolate almonds I'd sell my soul to be that innocent again She believes everything he says And he likes her in a short, short dress But they don't even know where to begin
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