They do it down on camber sands
They do it at Waikiki
Lazing about the beach all day
At night, the cricket's creepy

Squinting faces at the sky
A Harold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry
And everybody wants a hat

But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shell

Shrinking in the sea so cold
Topless ladies look away
A He-man in a sudden shower
Shelters from the rain

You wish, you had a motor boat
To pose around the harbor bar
And when the sun goes off to bed
You hook it up behind the car
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But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shell

Two fat ladies window shop
Something for the mantelpiece
Everything [Incomprehensible]
A panda for sweet little niece

Coach drivers stand about
Looking at a local map
About the boy who's gone away
Down to next door's caravan

But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shell

But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shell