When the sun beats down and burns atop upon the roof.
And your shoes get so hot.
You wish your entire feet were fireproof.
Under the boardwalk - down by the sea.
On the blanket with my baby is where I'll be.
Under the boardwalk. Out of the sun.
Under the boardwalk. We'll be having some fun.
Under the boardwalk. People walking above.
Under the boardwalk. We'll be making love.
Under the boardwalk. Boardwalk.
From the park you hear the happy sound of the carousal.
You can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell.
Under the boardwalk - down by the sea, yeah.
On the blanket with my baby is where I'll be.
Under the boardwalk. Out of the sun.
Under the boardwalk. We'll be having some fun.
Under the boardwalk. People walking above.
Under the boardwalk. We'll be making love.
Under the boardwalk. Boardwalk.
Writer(s): Giuseppe Cassia, Kenny Young, Arthur Resnick, Gino Pittoni
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