Ma-Me-O Beach

Ma-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I can't swim

But I like the sea

So I'm going down

To Ma-Me-O-Beach

I'm taking my babe

Gone in the water

While I'm sunning on the floor

I hear you call me in

But I'd drown for sure

Don't mean, maybe

Ma-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

Some like the tan

But they don't like the sun

Me I'm brown enough

In fact, I'm overdone

Turn me over

Turn me over

Turn me over

Turn me over

Pretty girls are there

If you're good with the chat

All kinds of games

If you fancy that

Some like to swim

Some like to watch

And some come to make up the crowd

And that's a fact

Ma-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

Ma-Me-O-Beach

The kind of place that I like to be

Running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms

I said running on the sand

Or just lying in my baby's arms