Here by the sea and sand. Nothing ever goes as planned. I just couldn't face going home. It was just a drag on my own.. They finally threw me out. My mother got drunk on stout. My dad couldn't stand on two feet. As he lectured about morality.. Now I guess the families complete. With me hanging round on the street. Or here on the beach.. The girl I love. Is a perfect dresser. Wears every fashion. Gets it to the tee.. Heavens above. I got to match her. She knows just how. She wants her man to be. Leave it to me.. My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked. Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck. I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat. I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.. I see her dancing. Across the ballroom. UV light making starshine. Of her smile.. I am the face. She has to know me. I'm dressed up better than anyone. Within a mile.. So how come the other tickets look much better?. Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.. How come the girls come on oh so cool. Yet when you meet 'em every one's a fool?. Come sleep on the beach. Keep within my reach. I just want to die with you near. I'm feeling so high with you here.. I'm wet and I'm cold. But thank God I ain't old. Why didn't I ever say what I mean?. I should have split home at fifteen.. There's a story that the grass is so green. What did I see?. Where have I been?. Nothing is planned by the sea and the sand.