So who cares if nothing Comes out of this morning But an earful of sea and a neck-full of sun And a deckchair always broken When sunbathed upon Each of us is as backwards At coming forwards Silence from me Whilst you're keeping schtum My mind's still as blank As that postcard we've barely begun So would you look at this gang How we all burst forth at sun up From our caravan parks Whilst the kids are going mental Kicking up sand I shall take this chance To slope off, find the queen of ice-creams I shall ask her to dance While she dithers with her wafers 99 is the number of my knockbacks The water here doesn't get any warmer She won't let me get anything near her I'm just looking for a bandstand Holiday only romance Or at least share a slider While sitting beside her I'll kid on I'm rich, kid on I'm older and wiser Kid I'm foreign Maybe kid on I'm only from Largs So would you look at this gang How we all burst forth at sun up From our caravan parks Whilst the kids are going mental kicking up sand They're kicking up sand So would you look at this gang How we all burst forth at sun up From our caravan parks Whilst the kids are going mental Kicking up sand I shall take this chance To slope off, find the queen of ice-creams I shall ask her to dance While she dithers with her wafers 99 is the number of my knockbacks Of my knockbacks