LYRIC FOR SALE

By That Beach Sound Cartel

[Verse 1]

Bikinis in Martinis
Yep, that’s right

Bikinis in Martinis
That’s how I see ’em now

Bikinis in Martinis

Back when I was young
And when I was tan

I used to watch them girls
Through my aviator Ray-Bans

A six-pack underneath my skin
Another six-pack in the sand

Those babes walking by
hardly wearing anything

Looking through those shades
Every teenie bikini crystal clear

Figures shaking as they pass
Messing with my heart
oh dear

Bikinis in martinis
That’s the way I see ’em now

Used to chase ’em down the shoreline
But I wouldn’t remember how

Got a cigar in my other hand
A little silver in my hair

Watching bikinis in martinis
From my beach, rocking chair

[Verse 2]

Sitting at a fancy resort
Now a martini keeps me cool

The old wifey’s next to me
Watching this old fool

Can’t see a lick without my glasses
But when I raise my martini high

The sunshine hits that crystal
Brings those bikinis right before my eyes

My wife ain’t got a clue
What that cocktail glass can do

Those bikinis look so close
I can almost see right through

Bikinis in martinis
That’s the way I see ’em now

Used to chase ’em down the shoreline
But I wouldn’t remember how

Got a cigar in my other hand
A little silver in my hair

Watching bikinis in martinis
From my beach, rocking chair

[Verse 3]

Used to let the ocean water
Ripple over my six-pack

Now it puddles in my belly button
And stays in there, during my 30 minute nap

Used to turn a couple heads
Walking barefoot through the sand

Now I need a little help
Just to get up where I stand

No Cosmopolitan, no Lemon Drop
My bartender knows the ropes

A Gibson, gin, or vodka martini
For my perfect martini.... periscope

Bikinis in martinis
That’s the way I see ’em now

Used to chase ’em down the shoreline
But I wouldn’t remember how

Got a cigar in my other hand
A little silver in my hair

Watching bikinis in martinis
From my beach, rocking chair

These girls today got quite a walk
And Lord, the things they’re shakin

Reminds me of my martini
And the way I like it taken

Shaken, never stirred
That’s always been my style

Now I just sit and watch the view
With a big old foolish smile

[Verse 4]

My wife ain’t saying nothing
But I know she’s watching me

Every time I lift that glass
To get a better view of the sea

I’ve traded beer for martinis
And the surfboard for this rockin’ chair

But as long as there’s a beach
You can bet I’ll still be there

Bikinis in martinis
That’s the way I see ’em now

Used to chase ’em down the shoreline
But I wouldn’t remember how

Got a cigar in my other hand
A little silver in my hair

Watching bikinis in martinis
From my beach, rocking chair

Bikinis in martinis
That’s the way I see ’em now

Used to chase ’em down the shoreline
But I wouldn’t remember how.

Got a cigar in my other hand
A little silver in my hair

Watching bikinis in martinis
From my beach, rocking chair

Bikinis in martinis
No olives to block the view

Bikinis in martinis
And old wifey’s watching too

Bikinis in martinis
No olives to block the view

Bikinis in martinis
And old wifey’s watching too