Someone sound the first class in the record
Do you remember back in old LA?
When everybody drove a Chevrolet?
Whatever happened to the boy next door?
The suntan crew cut all American male
Remember dancing at the high school hop?
The dress I ruined when the soda popped?
I didn't recognize the girl next door
The beat up sneakers and the ponytail?
Beach baby,
beach baby,
give me your hand Give you something that I can remember
Just like before we could walk by the shore in the moonlight
Beach baby,
beach baby,
there on the sand From July to the end of September
Serving was fun,
we'd be out in the sun every day
I never thought that it would end
And I was everybody's friend
But now it's fading away
We couldn't wait for graduation day,
oh no We took the car and drove to San Jose, oh
That's where you told me that you'd wear
my ring I guess you don't remember anything