Ma-Me-O-Beach

Ma-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's armsI can't swim

But I like the sea

So I'm going down

To Ma-Me-O-Beach

I'm taking my babeGone in the water

While I'm sunning on the floor

I hear you call me in

But I'd drown for sure

Don't mean, maybeMa-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's armsSome like the tan

But they don't like the sun

Me I'm brown enough

In fact, I'm overdoneTurn me over

Turn me over

Turn me over

Turn me overPretty girls are there

If you're good with the chat

All kinds of games

If you fancy thatSome like to swim

Some like to watch

And some come to make up the crowd

And that's a factMa-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's armsMa-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms