Pulling Mussels (From the Shell) Lyrics

They do it down on Camber Sands
They do it at Waikiki
Lazing about the beach all day,
At night the crickets creepySquinting faces at the sky
A Harold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry
And everybody wants a hatBut behind the chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shellShrinking in the sea so cold
Topless ladies look away
A he-man in a sudden shower
Shelters from the rainYou wish you had a motor boat
To pose around the harbor bar
And when the sun goes off to bed
You hook it up behind the carBut behind the chalet

My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shellTwo fat ladies window shop
Something for the mantelpiece
In for bingo all the nines
A panda for sweet little nieceThe coach drivers stand about
Looking at a local map
About the boy who's gone away
Down to next door's caravanBut behind the chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shellBut behind the chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Pulling mussels from a shell