Kids In Catalina

Dig your feet into the sand
Wade the ocean, take my hand
Mom and dad have gone away
Walk through flames to douse the lust
As the daylight turns to dusk
And the houseboats light bay
Swept away from native shores
Walk the plank, the diver’s bored
Sorry sir, but I was told
That these straights were paved with gold
Island plates won’t break away
Sarah’s sore from chewing gum
Drunk on diet coke and rum
Blue sarong and brown beret
Tonight we sail painted pastel
Goodbye sun and sea and shell