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I must go down to the beach again, to the lonely beach and the sky
And all I ask is a stretch of sand where the silent molluscs lie.
With a blue sky awaiting, a stiff breeze keeps the storm clouds flying
‘Cross a deserted shore, no-one else about and no kids crying.

I must go down to the beach again, to that strange Bohemian life,
So far away from the hum-drum, suburban trouble and strife.
And all I ask is a “Ninety-nine” with the dark chocolate flaking
And a crispy cone and rich ice cream, all other treats forsaking.

I must go down to the beach again, where the waves are pounding the rocks.
And all I ask is a warm sea, where I’ll take off my shoes and socks
And I’ll roll up my trouser bottoms, in order to have a paddle.
At the water’s edge I’ll make a splash and watch the gulls skedaddle.

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