and boughs of tar upon the roof
When your shoes get so hot
you wish your tired feet were fireproof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
From the park you'll hear
happy sounds of the carousel
You can almost taste those hot dogs,
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
Yeah, on a blanket with my baby,
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
From the park you'll hear
happy sounds of a carousel
those hot dog french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
Under the boardwalk, boardwalk
Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun