jazz / blues
Oh, when the sun beats down
and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot
you wish your tired feet
were fire proof
Under the boardwalk,
down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby
is where I'll be
and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot
you wish your tired feet
were fire proof
Under the boardwalk,
down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby
is where I'll be