Wayamaya

He was a big wave surfer,
Living down by Wayamaya bay.
We had a few friends,
Never thought it would end.

I remember an all white day,
With eight story waves,
He said your eyes are grey,
(Careful).

We were living on Cody Lane,
Go carolling
Sun memories

Driving in our Mercury down to Wayamaya,
Driving in our Mercury.
Driving in our Mercury down to Wayamaya,
Driving in our Mercury.

I remember we came in May
And we changed our names
To Lana and Ray
We be up to the sun rosé
I'm in gold lamé
Your pink floral haze

Driving in a Mercury down to Wayamaya
Driving in a Mercury
Driving in a Mercury down to Wayamaya
Driving in a Mercury

Waikiki cove, Waikiki cove
Waikiki, Waikiki, Waikiki cove
Waikiki cove, Waikiki cove
Waikiki, Waikiki, Waikiki cove