The Beach Afrika and the Zulu Kings

[Verse 1: Melle Mel]
On the sand with your man
Rub on lotion to get a suntan
Everybody is acting crazy
In the water playing with your lady
Little children, girls and boys
A packet filled with food and wind up toys
Oh man, it's the place to be
With your friends and your family
Just chilling as this season
Cooling off for no apparent reason
Lay all the way back with a six pack
Yeah the good life was made like that
So come on down to the shore
Guaranteed to give you much much more
Freaks and lot of females galore
And the shore is yours to explore
At the beach

[Verse 2: Bronx Style Bob]
It’s another Sunday morning, got a smile on my face
I take a trip to my undisputed favorite place
Bikinis skimpy, barely visible, petite at best
An itty-bitty piece of clothing on a 42 chest
See you moving like a goddess with amazing grace
Until a slob of a female fets into my face
A dropkick to the gut or uppercut or two
Is my reaction, then in seconds, babe, I'm back to you