| We fell in love down at the pier
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| You were sunbathing, I was around
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| Soon we were sharing a beer
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| We fell in love at the pier
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| I’m no sentimental slob so don’t think I’m queer
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| You got something baby and it aren’t just my beer
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| Well, maybe it’s the hot pants, maybe the heat
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| Or was it the sneakers you kicked of your feet?
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| I sat under my umbrella to keep my pearly skin
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| You tanned your oily body looking like sin
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| Well, soon I was sweating and I wanted to leave
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| You slipped into the water from too much grease
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| Well, I saw you yelling. |
| I just couldn’t hear
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| So I screamed back at you «Honey keep the beer!»
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| We never consummated our outside love affair
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| Too much tar and water, too much hot air
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| Oh, what a tragic end to love that was lost
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| We would have stood a chance if we met in the frost, but
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| We fell in love down at pier
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| You were sunbathing, I was around
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| Now I go to beaches with my girlfriend
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| No more love splinters in my rear end |