Christine Lavin - The Santa Monica Pier lyrics

[Verse 1] I've got beachgla** and tokens in my pocket Sizing up each others' worth Neither one'll do me any good here I throw them into the surf The palm trees all look A little bit like Tuna Turner looks from behind The boys on their skateboards Have strategically tousled hair The Bon Jovi kind [Chorus] I am a stranger here Strolling down the Santa Monica Pier Picnic baskets and fishing gear Ice cream cones and souvenirs There's a fine warm western breeze Stirring up the Tina Turner Trees Oh, I have dreamed of days like these All of my life [Verse2] Rollerskaters with their headphones on Sway to the private beat I drop into the Crown and Anchor Time to eat, time to eat No matter what it is I order I know there's an avocado Hidden on this plate I don't like them But I still eat them I'm not tempting fate [Chorus] I am a stranger here Strolling down the Santa Monica Pier Picnic baskets and fishing gear Ice cream cones and souvenirs There's a fine warm western breeze Stirring up the Tina Turner Trees Oh I have dreamed of days like these All of my life [Verse 3] Back home I hear the stock market's booming The bears and the bulls Are taking it all in stride Out here, they're hot air ballooning They go zooming up into the sky [Chorus] Yeah I'm a stranger here Santa Monica Pier Picnic baskets and fishing gear Souvenir, oh get your souvenirs here Oh feel that breeze Aww shaking the trees (shake it up) Days like these [Verse 4] Look at that beautiful Mexican boy Holding tight to his Papa's hand "Mira! Mira!" He cries As he points to the papaya juice stand Look at that old lady dozing off I wonder what she's dreaming of What could be better than this Except for maybe being in love [Chorus] I am a stranger here Strolling down the Santa Monica Pier Picnic baskets and fishing gear Ice cream cones and souvenirs There's a fine warm western breeze Stirring up the Tina Turner Trees Oh I have dreamed of days like these All of my life