Ocean City (For May, Jack, And Brother Jon)

Get your head and your boots Don't forget your bathing suits We've been dreaming our way along We're going to the boardwalk We're gonna ride the rollercoaster I'm gonna hold you closer Ride the ferris wheel I'll whisper in your ear They've never seen a girl so pretty Oh, it's summer time in Ocean City Playing cards with Grandpa Jack That old man always had our back Even when the cards were thin Jack would always let us win When it came time to bed Grandma puffin' cigarettes With all my chips out on the table Deal my consequences later I got aces showing dearly hit me Oh, it's summer time in Ocean City Smell of ocean in the air The sea was flappin' everywhere Dig my heels into the sand Get my picture with the Peanut Man When we ride the rollercoaster Everything was gettin' closer Me and my brother Jon Singing Frank Sinatra songs The old man outside the bar Starin' up at the stars You'll never seen none so pretty Then on the boardwalk in Ocean City