The Beach II

I sip my wine from a plastic cup Throw stones in to another While the sun heats up my liquid rose And it shines the same fine colour The tide comes in, as it must go out Consistent like the laughter Of the girls on the beach My girls on the beach Happy ever after It's OK Girls on the beach, my girls on the beach (OK) Girls on the beach, my, my Skimming stones, I don't care what floats When I look out beyond the water The waves lick our feet, our hands meet Mother nature's daughters And the sun goes down, as it must come up Consistent like the laughter Of the girls on the beach My girls on the beach Happy ever after It's OK Girls on the beach, my girls on the beach OK Girls on the beach, my OK My Happy ever after It's OK