When the sun beats down, and melts the tar upon the roof,
And your shoes get so hot, you wish your tired feet were
fire-proof.
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea,
On a blanket with my baby, thatll be.
From the park yous where I'll be.
Bridge
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun,
Under the boardwalk, well be falling in love,
Under the board-walk, board-walk