Текст.I love the ocean, I'm from Nova Scotia, And summer's in the air; And I'm heading to my cabin where crazy things happen, When my friends meet me there. Rush hour ain't pretty, the heat in the city, It can get me down sometimes; So I'm seeking relief with my friend Alex Keith, And a great big bottle of wine.
Rantin' and ravin', we're misbehavin', But that's alright now and then; Getting tight, havin' fun, we ain't hurtin' anyone, Oceanside again.
The night is fallin', and darkness is callin', But the fun's just begun; 'Cause we'll sit around the fire until the wee hours, And greet the morning sun. We'll dance a little 'cause Tom's got his fiddle, And he'll be rippin' out a reel; And try as I may, no words can convey, How good it feels to be....
Rantin' and ravin' and misbehavin', But that's alright now and then; Getting tight, havin' fun, we ain't hurtin' anyone, Oceanside again.
Well, I've had a great time, the weekend's been so fine, And I'm sad it has to end; But I hope and I pray we soon make our way, To this old cabin again to be....
Rantin' and ravin' and misbehavin', But that's alright now and then; Getting tight, havin' fun, we ain't hurtin' anyone, Oceanside again.
Rantin' and ravin', we're misbehavin', But that's alright now and then; Getting tight, havin' fun, we ain't hurtin' anyone, Oceanside again.