Summer basement in the hall,    (I'll) ignore the phone if you should call.    Some days I think that this could be    the straw that was the end of me.    The only hurricanes I ever saw-   9th street back some early fall.    They told me,    "Just ignore them all.   They'll pass. you'll see."   Bring on new Ocean City rains.    Let go of old Italian shames.    Midlantic schemes, yeah, we're OK.    Yeah, we're fine.    Sunburns, coin returns OK.    But at $4.35 there's just no way.    You'd be better off to walk all day   through pinball halls    and bowling lanes.   You whine of being poor to me,    but we're righ with possibilities.    Like hurricanes   they can wach our shames away.