[on later issue replaces booming and zooming]
Oh when the sun beats down
And burns the tar on the roof
And your shoes get so hot
You wish your tired feet were fireproof
Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my boyfriends where Ill be
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
Under the boardwalk, well be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people walking above
Under the boardwalk, well be making love
Under the boardwalk, boardwalk
From the park you hear the happy sound
Of the carousel
You can almost taste the hot dogs
And french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my boyfriends where Ill be
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
Under the boardwalk, well be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people walking above
Under the boardwalk, well be making love
Under the boardwalk, boardwalk
Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my boyfriends where Ill be
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
Under the boardwalk, well be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people walking above
Under the boardwalk, well be falling in love
Under the boardwalk, boardwalk
Boardwalk, boardwalk ...