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Heaven By The Sea - Andrew Lloyd Webber

Heaven By The Sea

Andrew Lloyd Webber

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It's the last day of the season

And there ain't a single cloud

What a day to leave the city on a spree

I wave of all the hustle

And the bustle and the crowds

On a little slice of heaven by the sea

It's the last day of the season

To indulge a sin of choice

(Forget the factory and the scrum)

To be rested and relaxed and fancy free

(One day more than back to work)

To flee from all the bother

And the hassle and the noise

With your lady

And your fella

And your kids and your umbrella

On al little slice of heaven by the sea

The surf, the sand, the breeze, the food

The peace and calm, the restful mood

Amid the sea and spray

The city falls away

The sun, the sea, the salty air

The miles of beach with room to spare

And the pretzels!

And the custard!

And the girls!

The francs!

The mustard!

And the tanning!

And the lotion!

And the pier!

The beer!

The ocean!

And the oysters!

And the pickles!

And the knockwurst!

And the steamers!

It's a little slice of heaven by the sea!

What a treat to get away

From the frantic and the fray

All the fluster and the fuss

To this placid little beach

Far beyond the city's reach

And it's only for us

What a joy to convalesce

From the city's wild excess

And forget it all like thus

On this sheltered little slice

Of a seaside paradise

It's the last day of the season

So relax and have a beer

Hurry up, the summer's almost over

- It's already the end -