Lyrics Dónde Está la Playa - The Walkmen

Dónde Está la Playa

Well, it’s back to the battle today
But I wouldn’t have it any other way
Cause tonight we’ll be crazy as kooks
I’m dancing, grooving.
This lovely wooden floor
The tom-toms are beating on.
Eyes are so sore
There is still sand in my suitcase
There is still salt in my teeth
I kissed her in the window
She covered up her face
She’s pretty, Sherry
But I’m far, far too late
Someone said, man, let’s take a drive
So here I am.
So here I am
I crashed up a party, nickels and dimes
A handful of strangers, all friends of mine
I know that you’re married, rings on your hand
So I didn’t stay 'til the end
I don’t need a Christmas card
You don’t need to write
Last Christmas was black and blue, but this year is white
The void repeats, repeats a sound so deep in my head
Goodnight.
Keep your shirt on.
You can leave the way you came