Tangled swimsuits waft of coconut summers

She stands there waiting for the spell

while the boat rides the swell

and the boys are raising hell

But the sand strands and lands them for the day

And he'll make his play

Out in Matagorda Bay

 

Not far from the shore

And the waters deep

Makes him start to creep toward her door

And he knows he'll win

Cause he knows Texas girls don't swim

And in the bottom of the boat

Is where he'll keep her afloat 

 

So, the son beats down

And her round's a velvet brown

And she wants him to run her aground

And her lovely sound moves him up and down

To move her up and down, around and around

Woman

I'm just clowning around for the day

Out in the deeps of Matagorda Bay

 

He so much wants to please

And he plies her seas

to see her seize

He won't keep her at bay

He wants to play

And she peaks

with giggles and squeaks

Up and down woman

I'm just clowning around for the day

Out and in your deeps on Matagorda Bay.