Diamonds And Pearls - The Holloways

Well the clouds in the sky
And your winter clothes
Are sadly a condition of life
In this land where the sun
Is as shy as long forgotten manners of old
I can't wait for a time
When the Summer sun is back up in the sky
We can stay out at night
And forget about the failing light
I wanna walk in the park and smell the freshly cut grass
(Please keep off the grass)
As the summer breeze blows up your skirt what more can I ask
(I can see your arse)
At last I shed my winter clothes
At last I'm over the moon I'm under the sun
At last I met a girl
Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls
While you work on your tan
Travelling from Thailand to Milan
We're in Morris the van from Bridlington to Camber Sands
You go Pick Your Own Fruit and eat till you end up ill
(We've all had our fill)
We share a tinny or two on top of the hill
(Found my thrill at last)
At last I shed my winter clothes
At last I'm over the moon I'm under the sun
At last I met a girl
Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls
Well the sand in your shoes and your sunburnt toes
May trigger off the summertime blues
Don't be daft shrug 'em off
'Cause we ain't got a moment to lose
We better hit the arcades
Spend an hour spending our loose change
Give the ghost train a ride
And kiss my future bride
Not Frankenstein's
We get a lift down the beach with the boys all crammed in the back
Boys crammed in the back
Barely enough room for the ball and a twenty-four pack
What more could I ask
At last I shed my winter clothes
At last I'm over the moon I'm under the sun
At last I met a girl
Her head full of curls and diamonds and pearls
Diamonds and pearls
Diamonds and pearls
Diamonds and pearls