It’s a sunny Sunday
and I’m on the beach
taking pictures with old friends
eating Jeni’s Caramel ice-cream
and yes, you would cross my mind
when the waves kiss my feet
only if the monkeys surfed
and the ukulele guy had missing teeth
I see the seagulls rise
and the apricot skies
dancing with the tides
I let my hair down
wipe off the frown
marchin’ with the mad beat
of my heart
and oh my darling sweet
you would cross my mind
when the west winds sweep
only if hear I grannys' doped smutty weep
monkeys surfing and the ukulele guy's
missing teeth
you would cross my mind
my darling sweet…
