oceanside

sweet annabelle

as seen reclining on an ocean swell

as the waves do lather up to lay her down 'til she's fast and sleeping. oh well

i guess i'm something of a ne'er-do-well- who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple bell. i'm on track and keeping. but oh

if i could only get you oceanside

to lay your muscles wide

it'd be heavenly. & oh

if i could only coax you overboard

to leave these lulling shores

to get you oceanside. oceanside. oceanside. oh. at rising tide

you're looking fresher than a july bride. we're picking up what our mothers always stigmatized. the field is right for reaping. oh well

i guess i'm something of a ne'er do well

even though that's something i could never do well. i'm on track and keeping. but oh

if i could only get you oceanside

to lay your muscles wide

it'd be heavenly. oh

if i could only coax you

overboard

to leave these lulling shores

to get you oceanside. oceanside. oceanside. oh.