| Oh when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof,
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| And your shoes get so hot you wish your tiered feet were fire proof
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| Under the board walk down by the sea yeah
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| On a blanket with my baby is where ill be
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| (chourus)
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| (Under the board walk)
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| Out of the sun.
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| (Under the board walk)
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| We’ll be having some fun
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| (Under the board walk)
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| People walking above
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| (Under the board walk)
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| We’ll be falling in love
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| From the palms you hear the happy sound of the carousel,
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| And you can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell
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| Under the board walk down by the sea yeah
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| On a blanket with my baby is where ill be
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| (chourus)
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| (Under the board walk)
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| Out of the sun.
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| (Under the board walk)
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| We’ll be having some fun
|
| (Under the board walk)
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| People walking above
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| (Under the board walk)
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| We’ll be falling in love
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| Oh under the board walk down by the sea yeah
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| On a blanket with my baby is where ill be
|
| (chourus)
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| (Under the board walk)
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| Out of the sun.
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| (Under the board walk)
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| We’ll be having some fun
|
| (Under the board walk)
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| People walking above
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| (Under the board walk)
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| We’ll be falling in love
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| Under the boardwalk, boardwalk |