“BEACH PARTY TIME”
It’s beach party time,
It’s Beach party time, get drunk and unwind,
From that stressed out day,
It sure would be foolish not to take part.
The fun would end before it had a chance to …start.
Get off your ass and dance,
No lame-o’s, just erotic romance,
Beach blankets scattered, Hibachi’s grilling chicken,
Sally and Jimmy, in the water, naked skinny dipping.
Take my hand girl, let’s follow through,
It’s time to get down girl, let’s see what we’ll do, I know you.
I know you’re a good girl. Won’t try to take advantage of,
Not that I’m square, just want to go steady.
Sure do wish I was in the Fifty’s,
When times were hip, and skipping school was easy,
Chewing gum in my hot-rod poodle skirts,
Turn me on with your flip-top car convertible.
No one to control me. I’m as free as a time machine.
Speeding through space, at an awful fast rate,
Takes me back to my childhood my maternity ward,
No one to hold me, not even those who love me,
Maybe that’s why I am…
Take my hand girl, let’s follow this shit through,
It’s time to go down girl, lets see what we’ll do, Tonight.
Chewing gum in my hot-rod poodle skirts,
Sure do wish I was in the Fifty’s,
When times were hip, and skipping school was easy,
Chewing gum in my hot-rod poodle skirts,
Turn me on with your flip-top car convertible.
Written by Daniel Victor (1994)
Recorded by Ductape Halo on “Loaded: Live at Dream St.”