I got my swimcap and comb and my paperback book that I'm almost through  I got my lipstick and mirror and my suntan lotion and my cam'ra too.  I got my beach bag full of all the necessary items for a day in the sun    And of course it wouldn't be like me if I didn't bring along -  Some sunglasses  mmm  to hide behind. Sunglasses  mmm  to cry behind.  Sunglasses  mmm  to die behind.  Dear  while I lie and cry and sigh and hurt and watch you while you flirt  With your somebody new  I'm makin' me blue.    I brought my towel and transistor radio  so I could tell all the time    'Cause the Top Forty records and the weather sports  will get you off of my mind.  I'll rent an umbrella from the lifeguard fella with the dreamy eyes    And you can bet  I couldn't forget my old stand-bys -  My sunglasses  mmm  to hide behind. Sunglasses  mmm  to cry behind  . . .  Sunglasses  mmm  sunglasses  mmm  sunglasses  mmm  sunglasses    Mmm  sunglasses  mmm. sunglasses  mmm. sunglasses  mmm. sunglasses . .