Letra de Pulling Mussells From A Shell

They do it down on camber sands They do it 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 Pulling mussels from a shell Shrinking through 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 harbour 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 Pulling mussels from a shell Two fat ladies window shop Something for the mantle piece In for bingo all the nines A panda for sweet little niece Coach drivers stand about Looking at a local map About the boy he'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