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Up in her room, she gets out of the sack Goes down to the beach and lies on her back In the sunshine all day What's the hurry? She dreams of long youth No wrinkles or fat No thoughts of bedpans or deathbeds And that keeps her smiling all day What's the hurry? An older woman suddenly cried, "The tide is rising!" And all the guys with Speedos made it first to their cars But along with the rest, she slept while the crest rose Twenty feet and higher The girl kept on dreaming of a honeymoon in France A handsome fiancee and the way he could dance Nuestra luna de miel, oye vaco mansando Devina mujer estamos besando bailando el swim He made good money, all right A bright future Even the guys with muscles cried, "The tide is rising!" And all the folks with Porches made it up to the cliffs A group of kids were praying who I'm sure went up to heaven Letras de cancionesBut no one tried to surf It's a tidal wave It's a watery grave She really tried to swim She couldn't in the end From Letras Mania