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, that`s where I`ll be. From the park you`ll hear the happy sounds of a carousel, You can almost taste those hot dogs and french fries they sell. Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be. Bridge Under the boardwalk, out of the sun, Under the boardwalk, we`ll be having some fun. Under the boardwalk, people walking above, Under the boardwalk, we`ll be falling in love, / / / / Under the board-walk, board-walk Instrumental/2nd verse/Bridge