Lyric excerpt: Under the Boardwalk by The Drifters
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be making love
Under the boardwalk, boardwalk
From the park you hear the happy sound of a carousel
Mm-mm, you can almost taste the hot dogs and French fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
(Under the boardwalk) out of the sun