When you leave this coast   Take me with you   Because I can’t live with your ghost   She’s too much like you   She’s building pyramids on water skis   And we both know that I’ve got bad knees   Some tricks I won’t do   So I’m swimming back to you      Soaking wet   And fully intercoastal   But I still can’t forget   Your farewell toast,   You were down on the beach   With bright red knees   And when you dropped anchor you dropped me   Now my flag flies blue   So I’m swimming back to you      You’re made of water   I’m made of sand   Don’t grit your teeth   Just let me kiss your   Watery hands      Stop washing me away      You’re made of water   I’m made of sand   Don’t grit your teeth   Just let me kiss your   Watery hands      Stop washing me away