As seen reclining on an ocean swell
As the waves do lather up to lay her down
'til she's fast...
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
If I could only get you ocean side
To lay your muscles wide...
It'd be heavenly
If I could only coax you overboard
To leave these lolling shores
To get you oceanside.