Memories of drinkin’,
beach parties, skinny dippin’.
Beach Boys singin’
‘bout me and my friends.
Taming the waves,
And roller-blades,
where the fun never ends.
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I miss the mall,
I miss the geeks,
but most of all
I miss the freaks
that hang out down
at Venice beach.
I wasn’t one-
Just enjoyed the fun
Of watching ‘em
And wonderun’…..
”Is that pot I smell? ”

Now I must confide
it’s hard to be
a surfin’ girl-
with no place to ride.
Think I’ll hop a bus,
my soul does lust
for the lure of salt