كلمات Pulling Mussels

They do it down on camber sands, They do at Waikiki Lazing about the beach all day, At night the crickets 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 Shrinking in the sea so cold topless ladies look away a He-man in asudden shower Shelters from the rain You wish you had a motor boat To pose around the harbour bar And when the sun goes off to bed You hook it up behind the car 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. Two fat ladies window shop Somethingfor the mantelpiece In for bingo all the nines A panda for sweet little niece The coach drivers stand about looking at a local map About the boy`s he`s gone away Down to next door 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.