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They do it down on camber sands, They do it at Waikiki

Lazing about the beach all day, All night the crickets creepy

Squinting faces at the sky, A Harrold Robbins paperback

Surfers drop their boards and dry, And everybody wants a hat

But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete

And I feel like William Tell

Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet

Pulling mussels from the shell,

Pulling mussels from the shell

Shrinking in the sea so cold, Topless ladies look away

A he-man in a sunken shower, Shelters from the rain

You wish you had a motor boat, To pose around the harbor bar

And when the sun goes out to bed, You hook it up behind the car

But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete

And I feel like William Tell

Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet

Pulling mussels from the shell,

Pulling mussels from the shell

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 he's gone away, Down to next door's caravan

But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete

And I feel like William Tell

Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet

Pulling mussels from the shell,

Pulling mussels from the shell (2X and end)

"The little man knows all ..."