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(and feel free to comment! My older posts are certainly no less relevant to the burning concerns of the day.)

Saturday, May 16, 2009

"C'mon Baby Let's Cut School, Go to the Beach!"

C'mon baby let's cut school, go to the beach
don't need no math class we'll count all the grains of sand
don't need no english class, we'll read the label on the sun-tan
stuff - it's slicky and smooth - grease up me's back
and I'll grease up you's!

Come on!
Cut and go
cut and go
we'll get advanced degrees
in sunburns and sand sports
Come on!
Cut and go
cut and go
we'll study everybody's tan lines
and laugh at their shorts
C'mon baby let's cut school, and go to the beach

C'mon baby let's cut school, go to the beach
don't need no history class - the beach don't ever change
don't need biology class, out here it's all very plain
plain to see, so we don't need to guess
true or false - multiple choice, I can see you're the best

So let's go! jump up!
and jump in the surf, hey it's icy icy cold
so refreshing it hurts

Come on!
Cut and go
cut and go
we'll get advanced degrees
in sunburns and sand sports
Come on!
Cut and go
cut and go
we'll study everybody's tan lines
and laugh at their shorts
C'mon baby let's cut school, and go to the beach

3 comments:

Jamie said...

C'mon, dog, let's GO!!

The poet and the artist (who is cutting school) are going to!!

BEACH, BEACH, BEACH!!

dogimo said...

Today's kind of a crappy day for that where I am. Gray. Cold.

But catch a wave on my behalf! Bodysurfin'.

Jamie said...

Spoilsport...