Fat Boys (Can Make It in Santa Monica) Lyrics

Even fat boys can make it in Santa Monica
Where the white surf meets the sand
You don't have to play the harmonica
Or be in a rock and roll band.

There's Dolores and Betty and Eunice and Ann
Frolicking daily at the beach
They're lying out there half-baked in the sand
But to the fat boys they're never out of reach.

You don't have to play the harmonica
Or be in a rock and roll band
Even fat boys can make it in Santa Monica
Where the white surf meets the sand.