Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pulling Muscles , by - Head Automatica. Release date: 18.07.2005
Song language: English
Pulling Muscles |
| They do it down on camber sands |
| They do it at Waikiki |
| Lazing about the beach all day |
| At night, the cricket’s creepy |
| Squinting faces at the sky |
| A Harold Robbins paperback |
| Surfers drop their boards and dry |
| And everybody wants a hat |
| But behind the chalet, my holiday’s complete |
| And I feel like William Tell |
| Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| Shrinking in the sea so cold |
| Topless ladies look away |
| A He-man in a sudden shower |
| Shelters from the rain |
| You wish, you had a motor boat |
| To pose around the harbor bar |
| And when the sun goes off to bed |
| You hook it up behind the car |
| But behind the chalet, my holiday’s complete |
| And I feel like William Tell |
| Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| Two fat ladies window shop |
| Something for the mantelpiece |
| Everything |
| A panda for sweet little niece |
| Coach drivers stand about |
| Looking at a local map |
| About the boy who’s gone away |
| Down to next door’s caravan |
| But behind the chalet, my holiday’s complete |
| And I feel like William Tell |
| Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| But behind the chalet, my holiday’s complete |
| And I feel like William Tell |
| Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |
| Pulling mussels from a shell |