Pulling Mussels (From The Shell) - Squeeze

They do it down on camber sands

They do it at waikiki

Lazing about the beach all day,

At night the crickets creepy

Squinting faces at the sky

A harold robbins paperback

Surfers drop their boards and dry

And everybody wants a hat

But behind the chalet

My holidays complete

And I feel like william tell

Maid marian on her tiptoed feet

Pulling mussels from a shell

Shrinking in the sea so cold

Topless ladies look away

A he-man in a sudden shower

Shelters from the rain

You wish you had a motor boat

To pose around the harbour bar

And when the sun goes off to bed

You hook it up behind the car

Two fat ladies window shop

Something for the mantelpiece

In for bingo all the nines

A panda for sweet little niece

The coach drivers stand about

Looking at a local map

About the boy hes gone away

Down to next doors caravan