Daughters of the park are giggling   On the council wall too right   It's a holiday-rabid kiosk food   Watch a hot dog bite   Rolling in the sand cause it felt so right   Powdering virgin bodies will tonight be the night      Tattooed Italian bouncer   He's working out in a gym   The girls on the wall are cooing and calling   Cause they want to go out with him   Now he's doing some hand stands   And all the pier boys grin   Cause he's nobody's favourite fellow      O'er the sand you see I watched with mixed emotion   To all the coming and going and bat boys beating the ball   O'er the sand you see I'm pondering the ocean   And nobody's favourite fellow      Too late lunch is over   Now they've gotta go back to work   Watching those "blue ocean" bottoms   Oh if g-strings could talk   They'd tell you a real social story   And why they're hanging in a group   Cause they're nobody's favourite fellows