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Strolling along minding my own business
Well there goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down (x2)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Well I got the notion girl that
You got some suntan lotion in that bottle of yours
Spread it all over my peeling 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 and take a swim
And see if I can cool down a little bit
'Cause you and me woman
We got a lot of 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 trying to get out of that clitoris
Liberation for women
That's what I preach
Preacher man
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Oh shit! There goes the charabang
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 street
Or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer
Down on the beaches
Down on the beaches
Down on the beaches
Down on the beaches
Down on the beaches
Down on the beaches
Down on the beaches