Bognor Regis

from M O O N S T O M P E R by The Hoovers

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Bognor Regis

In my A30, on the M25,
Me and my mate, on a holiday drive,
Heading to Bognor, for a sleazy weekend,
Kiss all the girls, send them round the bend

I don’t even know, if I’m really slick,
Pumping the iron but I'm built like a stick

There she is, my senorita,
She is lovely as she cast her spells,
Where you from, it must have been heaven,
No, I’m down from Tunbridge Wells

will you walk with me, let’s do this tonight,
Not even sure if I’m doing this right,
I fumble with buttons, our kisses are shy,
you can have anything money can buy

except that I’m broke, and it might be a week,
so lets have some fun, dancing cheek to cheek,
all that I know, is this heaven is bliss,
I don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis.

There she is, my senorita,
She is lovely as she cast her spells,
Where you from, it must have been heaven,
No, I’m down from Tunbridge Wells

So now we’re leaving, on the M25,
my mate he was cocky, his number was 5,
He didn’t know its my very first kiss,
So don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis.

don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis.
don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis.
don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis.

credits

from M O O N S T O M P E R, released March 25, 2016
Words: Bill Sell. Music: Paul Whiting

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The Hoovers Petaluma, California

Bill and Paul met at 17 years of age when Bill answered an ad in Melody Maker for a lead guitarist. It was love at first sight and now after too many years to mention they find themselves thousands of miles from their homeland, still writing and performing songs with the same enthusiasm and energy as ever. Unique observers of everyday life and emotions with an irreverent nod to authority. ... more