All right all you Swing Cats,  Lets try somethin' new  Drag your elbows off the Bar  and your can from the old bar stool  There's a place called the Ocean  Probably heard about it in school  They an't got no Martinez there  but man, its really cool    Guess what Barflie buddies  They got's women down there too  But that old rum struck Romeo  that dummy at got a clue  And just for viewin' pleasure  Head down by the pier  Think of all the dough you'll save  On whisky, Jin, and beer  Punk    Now the moral of this story  Is when life n' Jazz n' bar's  So club your ass down in the sand  and then look up at the stars  And if your feelin' homesick  Bring a show girl or two  toss them out a Volleyball  and Man, hey, enjoy the view    What’s that, that’s a shell  That’s what your little sister is gonna come out of  When I date her  Ya see what I'm sayin punk    Oh those things swimming out there  Yea that’s dolphins  Ya know, Flipper  That’s what they make them Tuna Sandwich’s out of  Makes them taste good  Sell them at the deli  You know what I'm talkin about