Tides crash the shore
Kids flying kites
Sun tan; a pore
The sharks do bite
Couples throws balls; that's made from Nerf
High powerful waves; the guys do surf
To lay back, relax; on this talk day
Some stand alone; on the walk way
Some people juggle
Some people eat
Lift weights; he struggles
300 a beast
The scene is so mild
Sand castles; WOW!
2 piece bikinis
The grills; the weenies
This day's a enough
Who needs a genie
The sites are not rough
The night will still come
And most will return; to whence they come
There's always tomorrow; if the weather's right
I sure hope so; the beach is out of sight
I look to to clouds; praying for no rain
Just to see ships; takes away pain
Forever, I am grateful
To live and abide
Forever, I am thankful
To dwell at the seaside
Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside
I do like to be beside the sea!
I do like to stroll upon the Prom, Prom, Prom!
Where the brass bands play: "Tiddely-om-pom-pom!"
So just let me be beside the seaside
I'll be beside myself with glee
For there's lots of girls besides,
I should like to be beside
Beside the seaside!
Beside the sea!