The Beach II

Sip on wine from a plastic cup Throw your stones into another While the sun heats up on liquid rose And it shines the same fine color The tide comes in As it must go out Consistent like the laughter Of the girls on the beach My girls on the beach Happy ever after It's okay (okay) Girls on the beach My girls on the beach (okay) Girls on the beach My-my Skin makes diamonds I don't care what floats When I look out beyond the water The waves lick our feet Our hands meet Mother Nature's daughters And the sun goes down As it must come up Consistent like the laughter Of the girls on the beach My girls on the beach Happy ever after It's okay (okay) Girls on the beach My girls on the beach (okay) Girls on the beach My --- The Beach II - Wolf Alice