It's a warm day
The sun is shining
Someone says "Let's go to Brighton"

So we all get up on our friends car;
Hold on tight 'cause we're doing ninety miles per hour
We left a London where it's hot
We're heading for our favorite spot

Down on the coast way past the town of Crawley
Where the breeze blows and the air tastes of the sea

We a walk along the promenade pier
Spend a pound or two on fun and beer
Then look around
See what we can see

Bikini girls and everybody smiling happily.
Sunbathe now h'on the beach
Here is the man who sells ice-cream

Way over there kids throw pebbles in the sea
Where we swim amongst a lot of pretty company.

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Writer(s): JOHN LEWIS