Under The Boardwalk — John Mellencamp

Oh the sun beats down and melts the tar up on the roof

And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire-proof

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea

On a blanket with my baby is where Ill be

Chorus

Under the boardwalk, out of the sun

Under the boardwalk, well be having some fun

Under the boardwalk, people walking above

Under the boardwalk, well be falling in love

Under the board-walk, board-walk

From a park you hear the happy sounds from a carousel

You can almost taste the hotdogs and french fries they sell

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea

On a blanket with my baby is where Ill be

Chorus

Under the boardwalk, out of the sun

Under the boardwalk, well be having some fun

Under the boardwalk, people walking above

Under the boardwalk, well be falling in love

Under the board-walk, board-walk

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea

On a blanket with my baby is where Ill be

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea

On a blanket with my baby is where Ill be

On a blanket with my baby is where Ill be