Dónde Está La Playa

Well, its back to the battle today.
But I wouldnt have it any other way.
Cause tonight well be crazy as kooks.
Im dancing, grooving. This lovely wooden floor.
The tom -toms are beating on. Eyes are so sore.
There is still sand in my suitcase.
There is still salt in my teeth.
I kissed her in the window.
She covered up her face.
Shes pretty, Sherry.
But Im far, far too late.
Someone said, man, lets take a drive.
So here I am. So here I am.
I crashed up a party, nickels and dimes,
A handful of strangers, all friends of mine.
I know that youre married, rings on your hand.
So I didnt stay til the end.
I dont need a Christmas card.
You dont need to write.
Last Christmas was black and blue, but this year is white.
The void repeats, repeats a sound so deep in my head.
Goodnight. Keep your shirt on. You can leave the way you came.