Oceanside

Sweet Anabelle
 As seen reclining on an ocean swell
 As the waves do lather up to lay her down
 'Til she's fast and sleeping
 Oh well
 I guess I'm something of a ne'er-do-well
 Who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple bell
 I'm on track and keeping
 But oh
 If I could only get you oceanside
 To lay your muscles wide
 It'd be heavenly
 Oh
 If I could only coax you overboard
 To leave these lolling shores
 To get you oceanside
 Oceanside
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 At rising tide
 You're looking fresher than a July bride
 We're picking up what our mothers always stigmatized
 The field is right for reaping
 Oh well
 I guess I'm something of a ne'er-do-well
 Even though that's something I could never do well
 I'm on track and keeping
 But oh
 If I could only get you ocean side
 To lay your muscles wide
 It'd be heavenly
 Oh
 If I could only coax you overboard
 To leave these lolling shores
 To get you oceanside
 Oceanside