| Oh when the sun beats down | |
| and burns the tar up on the roof. | |
| And your shoes get so hot, | |
| you wish your tired feet were fireproof. | |
| Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, | |
| on a blanket with my baby is where I'll be. | |
| From the park you hear | |
| happy sounds of the carousel. | |
| You can almost taste the hot dogs | |
| and french fries they sell. | |
| Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, | |
| on a blanket with my baby is where I'll be. | |
| Under the boardwaok, Out of the sun. | |
| Under the boardwalk, We'll be havin' some fun. | |
| Under the boardwalk, People walkin' above. | |
| Under the boardwalk, We'll be fallin' in love | |
| under the boardwalk, boardwalk. | |
| Oooh, la la la la la la. | |
| Oooh, la la la la la la la la la. | |
| Help me somebody, sing some la la's with me. | |
| Under the night, under the stars, down by the raging sea. | |
| Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, | |
| on a blanket with my baby is where I'll be. | |
| On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be. | |
| Under the boardwalk, Out of the sun. | |
| Under the boardwalk, We'll be havin' some fun. | |
| Under the boardwalk, People walkin' above. | |
| Under the boardwalk, We'll be falling in love. | |
| Under the boardwalk, boardwalk. Whew! |