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When the sun beats down, and melts the tar upon the roof |
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And your shoes get so hot, you wish your tired feet were fire-proof |
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Under the boardwalk, down by the sea |
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On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I`ll be |
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From the park you`ll hear the happy sounds of a carousel |
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You can almost taste those hot dogs and french fries they sell |
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Under the boardwalk, down by the sea |
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On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be |
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Under the boardwalk, out of the sun |
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Under the boardwalk, we`ll be having some fun |
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Under the boardwalk, people walking above |
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Under the boardwalk, we`ll be falling in love |
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Under the board-walk, board-walk |
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Under the boardwalk, down by the sea |
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On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be |
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Under the boardwalk, down by the sea |
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On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be |
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Under the boardwalk, out of the sun |
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Under the boardwalk, we`ll be having some fun |
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Under the boardwalk, people walking above |
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Under the boardwalk, we`ll be falling in love |
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Under the board-walk, board-walk |
