The Sound of the Surf Leo Sayer

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We hit the bank in Kings Street
Walked in with shooters and masks
And from the way in to the getaway
Ah you could tell that we were popular lads

They hit Bob with a parking cone
Eddie split I don't know where
Left me running away with the money bags
I don't know how I got outta there

I hitched a ride on a rocky old boat
Went overboard at Boulogne
I made a deal with a fisherman
I drove his truck from there to the Dordogne

At Bordeaux I exchanged the cash
With a man who deals in currency there
I flew from Spain on Iberia
To the edge of South America

Where the sound of the surf
Rolls in my ears
Bringin' me a peace
I ain't had in forty-five years

Say hello to the people I know
From the south side, north side of Pimlico Road
Tell 'em all the sun's shining here
I should know, 'cause I'm not going home