Dans Home Grown Down Here In Belmar
Down Here In Belmar at 1-1-1 10th The sun always shines and our money's well spent But like the Cream needed Clapton and like my coffee needs cream This house needs "Puff Danny" to come up with it's theme ..so set it off one time just like that... Down Here in Belmar we've got lots of booze Ain't got Scotty Holmes or other freaks with tattoos Don't have too much privacy - someone's here all the time And we don't have a phone so Dee can't "Star 69" Down Here in Belmar you won't die of thirst Verdi and Pomper have birthdays, but Marilyn's comes first She'll probably get sloppy drunk like all birthday girls do But hey baby... everybody gets a little sloppy sometimes - and I probably will too Down Here in Belmar people go to the beach For every ten ugly girls there's always one who's a peach Today Matt hit the shore to scope out the women But he just gelled his hair - there ain't no way he'll be swimmin' With only one suitcase each, Kerry and Michelle are both here Their other luggage is at the Red Barn... and they're getting more beer I wanna bomp her... her name is Pomper - just look at that face! OK, I know... I think I'm rambling... uh, let's hear that funky bass.. . (bass solo with James Brown spoken sampling) I comb what's left of my hair and I'm ready to rock I've got a couple of Trojans tucked away in my sock It's a secret I learned from my bro Shorty Rock In case I get the bitches swayin' to the rhythm of my cock Well a few more beers later, and a couple of funnels My speech was all slurred... hell, my vision was tunneled I could've spent the night at DJAIS with an awful lot of ladies But I passed out with the CD playing Madonna - vintage 80's (sample of Madonna's "Like A Virgin") Hey look, it's Meri - for the beach she is ready But she forgot her sunblock and now she's red as a cherry Well, pop goes the weasel 'cause the weasel goes pop Misjudged a clearance in my Monte - now I've got a drop-top So now it's me in my Monte and Mike in his Vette We cruise the strip for cheap girls - Mike hasn't told Laurie yet And where the hell is Anne? No one knows where she's been The beach? Bar A? Maybe Skee-ball? The answer's blowing in the wind This is the verse where I should mention Paul Fred But he's got his own song - I think enough has been said So come down to Belmar and stay until Sunday Do something dumb, create gossip - so Laurie has some for Monday