Daughters of the park are giggling

On the council wall too right

It's a holiday-rabid kiosk food

Watch a hot dog bite

Rolling in the sand cause it felt so right

Powdering virgin bodies will tonight be the night



Tattooed Italian bouncer

He's working out in a gym

The girls on the wall are cooing and calling

Cause they want to go out with him

Now he's doing some hand stands

And all the pier boys grin

Cause he's nobody's favourite fellow



O'er the sand you see I watched with mixed emotion

To all the coming and going and bat boys beating the ball

O'er the sand you see I'm pondering the ocean

And nobody's favourite fellow



Too late lunch is over

Now they've gotta go back to work

Watching those "blue ocean" bottoms

Oh if g-strings could talk

They'd tell you a real social story

And why they're hanging in a group

Cause they're nobody's favourite fellows