Come clean, on the white bikini sand
Hold me, on the white bikini sand
I wish you would
I wish you would
It's high noon all around
It's hard to spot the villain and the clown
When you only see through heavy, heavy lids
White bikini sand
A sunburn later, I'm a coward and a fool
Yack about the open road
Yack and yack until today
When a fire storm blew them away
C~ G * D * C * G * D * C *
John saw, on the white bikini sand
His shadow, on the white bikini sand
On fire
On fire