Beachball

Tonights alive
The beachball is set to fly
Those well-tequillad guys
who smile at strangers.
a tes souhaits
a tes amours cheri
You give a little sneeze and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba
This life is sweet.
Youre dancin in the street.
Who knows who we might meet?
Youre too fine.
The little weekends here.
Thursday has an ear.
Her coffee-clash career, she talks to strangers.
And kissing by the sea.
Particular to me.
ti punch, mojito, sling and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba.
This life is sweet.
Youre dancin in the street.
Who knows who, you and me
Youre too fine.
We flash the seaside sky
with starfish butterflies
to cast a spell and
welcome locals
weekenders and strangers.
Youre too fine.
Youre too fine.
Youre too fine .