Strolling along, minding my own business
Well, there goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down
She's got me going up and down
Walking on the beaches lookin' at the peaches
Well, I got the notion, girl
That you got some sun-tan lotion in that bottle of yours
Spread it all over my peelin' skin, baby
That feels real good
All this skirt, lappin' up the sun, lap me up
Why don't you come on and lap me up?
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Well, there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes
I'd better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit
'Cause you and me, woman
We got a lotta things on our minds, you know what I mean
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Will you just take a look over there
(Where?) There
Is she tryin' to get outta that clit ares?
Liberation for women, that's what I'm preaching
Preacher man
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Oh shit, there goes the charabanc!
Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer
Well, what a bummer
I can think of a lot worse places to be
Like down in the streets or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer
Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches
Down on the beaches, just look at all the brown bodies
Down on the beaches, just look at all the sunglasses
Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches
Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches
Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches
Down on the beaches
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