He’s quite especial guy
You’re quite especial brand
The boy on the sand
In moonlight nights you see him roam
Guitar on shoulder, feet on foam,
Along the beach in loneliness
With naked tune of happiness
He doesn’t wish to show
He doesn’t wish to blow
The boy on the sand
He’s quite especial guy
You’re quite a special brand
The boy on the sand
While all the boys
Have our sweet heart
He keeps his guitar apart
Blow in the mind of everyone
Keeping his cool,
It’s type of fun
Oh lalalalalalala
He doesn’t know much bad
But he knows how to prove
The boy on the sand
It doesn’t mean he’s done
He likes or disapproves
The boy on the sand
While nasty day just I don’t know why
They live, they work, they love.
He knows the sense of everything
And never gets…
His secret lies, you know
In his guitar banjo
The boy on the sand
No one can overthrow
His new guitar go-go
The boy on the sand
Lalalailala lalalailala
He’s quite especial guy,
You quite especial brand
The boy
The boy
The boy of the sand.