Surf Punks - My Beach

The Dummies

Watch out for the dummies
Here they come
They come out on weekends
Boy, are they dumb

Look out for the dummies
There's a million and more
They'll rip off your spot
They think they're hot, totally

Dummies to the left
Dummies to the right
Destroy all dummies
Fight, fight, fight

If you see a dummie
Send it back where it came
The land of the lowlife
The land of the lame

Do you know which way
It is to the nude beach?
Slimy seaweed
Oh guy, all this sand
Pass the butter please

Hey, watch out for that Frisbee
It almost hit me
Hey, get away from me
The water's too cold
Got a sixer? Forget it
Thank you

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Writer(s): Dennis Dragon, Drew Steele
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