Songtext von 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.