Lyrics:

-{The Sounds of waves crashing}-

SEAN: This is quite the chill night. kicking back on the beach with a fine girl such as yourself.

GIRL #2: Yeah, the waves are so calming.

SEAN: So, is your body. looking like michaelangelo made you or some shit.

GIRL #2: Thanks sean, that's so sweet.

-{Sean presses 'play' button on tape player}-

SEAN: Let's see what's going on under this velvet top of yours.

GIRL #2: Uh-oh.

SEAN: Oh calming, your coming off strong with some beautiful waves of your own there, baby.

GIRL #2: Oh sean, you're so cute.

SEAN: Why don't we leave the summer skirt on, but let's take those fine panties passed those long, strong legs of yours, hmm?

GIRL #2: Oh my god.

SEAN: Yeah.

GIRL #2: And how about you take off clothes, sean.

SEAN: Oh, oh is that right, baby? You want me to show my stuff, too?

GIRL #2: My god, you look good, sean.

SEAN: Yeah, yeah baby I keep in shape, you know.

GIRL #2: Ooh.

-{she starts to unbuckle his pants}-

SEAN: Yeah, unbuckle my pants, move hands on my wet weiner and let's get it swingin'.

GIRL #2: What's that?

SEAN: Let's get it swingin'.

GIRL #2: No, the other thing you said?

SEAN: ...The wet-weiner?

GIRL #2: -{gasps}- You know what?

SEAN: Yeah?

GIRL #2: I'm going to go throw up, now. See you.

SEAN: Hmm, leave me all horny here. How-- how you going to get home there, baby?

GIRL #2: I'll walk. -{She begins to walk away}-

SEAN: Mm-hm. I'm-a call you.

GIRL #2: Don't. -{She's gone}-

SEAN: A'ight, A'ight. I'm go in for a swim anyways, you know that baby. -{to self}- Going to get this swing-ding wet somehow.
Salted off the rubarbs, ain't that a bitch?

THE END