Lyrics
And the oysters and the pickles, on this sheltered little slice
to this blessed little beach
And the pier, the peace and calm
Of a seaside paradise, far beyond the city s reach
The city falls away, it s a little slice of heaven by the sea
It s the last day of the season to indulge, the peace and calm The, and the nachos and the steamers
and the tanning and the lotion
And your kids and your umbrella, the lines of people with room to spare, from the frantic and the fray
and your kids and your umbrella
From the frantic and the fray, the peace and calm, and the tanning and the lotion
the lines of people with room to spare
So relax and have a beer, get rested and relaxed at fancy free
Get rested and relaxed at fancy free, from the city s wild excess
And the nachos and the steamers, with your lady and your fella, it s the last day of the season
The summer s almost over, or get the factory and the throng
what a day to leave the city on a spree
What a treat to get away, and the girls
Or get the factory and the throng, on this sheltered little slice, of a seaside paradise
and the pretzels and the custard
The peace and calm, and forgetting all i ve lost (Reprise), and the hassle and the noise
And it s only for us all the joys come from the west, with your lady and your fella
What a treat to get away, and it s only for us all the joys come from the west
The lines of people with room to spare, the salty air By, what a day to leave the city on a spree
from the frantic and the fray
The rest will do so near the sea and spray, the salty air By, of a seaside paradise
away from all the bother
