Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Bette Midler

Under The Boardwalk

 

Under The Boardwalk

(album: Beaches - 1988)


Oh, the sun beats down
and burns the tar up on the roof.
And your shoes get so hot,
you wish your tired feet were fireproof.
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea,
on a blanket with my baby is where I'll be.

From the park you hear
happy sounds from the carousel.
You can almost taste the hot dogs
and french fries they sell.
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea,
on a blanket with my baby is where I'll be.

Out of the sun.
We'll be having some fun.
People walking above.
We'll be falling in love
under the boardwalk, boardwalk.

Oooh, la la la la la la.
Oooh, la la la la la la la la la.
Help me somebody, sing some la la's with me.
Under the night, under the stars by the raging sea.

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, the sea,
on a blanket with my baby is where I'll be.
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be.

Out of the sun.
We'll be having some fun.
People walking, walking.
We'll be falling in love.

Out of the sun.
We'll be having some fun.
Everybody walking, walking, walking.
We'll be under the boardwalk, boardwalk.

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?