SQUEEZE - PULLING MUSSELS Lyrics

They do it down on camber sands,They do at WaikikiLazing about the beach all day,At night the crickets creepySquinting faces at the skyA Harold Robbins paperbackSurfers drop their boards and dryand everybody wants a hatBut behind the chalet My holiday`s completeand I feel like William TellMaid Marian on her tiptoed feetPulling mussels from a shellShrinking in the sea so coldtopless ladies look awaya He-man in asudden showerShelters from the rainYou wish you had a motor boatTo pose around the harbour barAnd when the sun goes off to bedYou hook it up behind the carBut behind the chaletMy holiday`s completeand I feel like William TellMaid Marian on her tiptoed feetPulling mussels from a shell.Two fat ladies window shopSomethingfor the mantelpieceIn for bingo all the ninesA panda for sweet little nieceThe coach drivers stand aboutlooking at a local mapAbout the boy`s he`s gone awayDown to next door caravan.But behind the chaletMy holiday`s completeand I feel like William TellMaid Marian on her tiptoed feetPulling mussels from a shell.