In the
middle of the summer
when the sun is beating down,
I call my baby who's living on
the other side of town.
Inside of thirty minutes I'm
knocking at her door,
she comes out of shop.
Baby, let's make it to the shore.
We're gonna have a beach party,
gonna wash all our troubles away.
Well, there's a lot of people swimmin'
and a whole lot of women
just a -grinnin' and a -wantin' to play
Well, the fishes and the crabs
were a -bitin' on my toes
The sun was burnin' like the dickens
on the end of my nose
I finally got enough,
grabbed my baby by the hand, I said
Get a bite to eat
and then we'll dance in the sand
We're havin' us a beach party
strollin' by the ocean side
Deep down in Davy Jones' locker
Well, the band played a rockin'
And a -stirrin' up the Wild Blue
Tide
Well, now later in the evening
when the moon was shining bright
And our party wasn't moving
in the middle of the night
I took my pretty baby
by her copper -toed hand
And left the party behind
and went a -walkin' in the sand
We're havin' us a beach party
Yeah, we're gonna have a
rockin' beach party
Yeah, we're gonna have
a jumpin' beach party
Hey, we're gonna have
a wild beach party
Hey, we're gonna have
a good beach party
Oh, we're gonna have a wild beach party