They do it down on camber sands   They do it at Waikiki   Lazing about the beach all day   At night the Crickets creepy   Squinting faces at the sky   A Harold Robbins paperback   Surfers drop their boards and dry   And everybody wants a hat.      But behind the chalet   My holiday?s complete   And I feel like William Tell   Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet   Pulling mussels from a shell   Pulling mussels from a shell      Shrinking through the sea so cold   Topless ladies look away   A he-man in a sudden shower   Shelters from the rain   You wish you had a motor boat   To pose around the harbour   And when the sun goes off to bed   You hook it up behind the car      But behind the chalet   My holiday?s complete   And I feel like William Tell   Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet   Pulling mussels from a shell   Pulling mussels from a shell      Two fat ladies window shop   Something for the mantle piece   In for bingo all the nines   A panda for sweet little niece   Coach drivers stand about   Looking at a local map   About the boy he?s gone away   Down to next door?s caravan      But behind the chalet   My holiday?s complete   And I feel like William Tell   Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet   Pulling mussels from a shell   Pulling mussels from a shell      But behind the chalet   My holiday?s complete   And I feel like William Tell   Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet   Pulling mussels from a shell   Pulling mussels from a shell      Thank you very much