Be My Beach

Lyrics

[Intro: Bootsy Collins] Hello, beach I suppose you know this is those crazy-o's calling, uh, long distance baby I'd just like to be your bridge over troubled waters, mama Dig... while I smoke on it! [Verse 1: Funkadelic, (Ray Davis)] Come Saturday night When all the world is counting sheep, I'll count the moments ('Til I have to leave your side) Come Saturday night When all but the moon is fast asleep, I'll watch the sun rise (And leap into your eyes) [Refrain: George Clinton, Garry Shider] (She's a lot of fun) She likes to come on much too strong (She's a lot of fun) Think that she's the only freak been born (As a matter of fact) She's not the only sand at the beach (But to be exact) There's a whole lot of beaches [Interlude: Bootsy Collins] Mama, be my beach Ahhh...I'd just like to say, baby Oh, I just feel so good just being able to talk to you for a while, uh Maybe you remember the last time we was together And how you rubbed me on my head, uh Oh, baby, it felt so good... oh, you made me wanna say "oh baby!" [Verse 2: Funkadelic, (Ray Davis)] Come 4th of July When all the vultures wait in line, I'll wait in limbo (To lay upon your bod) Come 4th of July When all the vultures wait in line, to cop their sun tans (And lay upon your bod) [Refrain: George Clinton, Garry Shider] (She's a lot of fun) She likes to come on much too strong (She's a lot of fun) Think that she's the only freak been born (As a matter of fact) She's not the only sand at the beach (But to be exact) There's a whole lot of beaches [Outro: Bootsy Collins] Mama, be my beach... beach Uh... what's in the sand, uh, beach? Uh, maybe seashells of a... clover, or something And maybe a few octo-pupupupupupusses-uh Oh, I'm walking over your board