Lyrics:

It's a warm day, the sun is shinin'
Someone says, 'Let's go to Brighton'
So we all get up on our friend's car
Hold on tight 'cause we're doin' ninety miles-a-per hour

We left London, a-where it's hot
We're heading for our favorite spot
Down on the coast, way past the town of Crawley
Where the breeze blows and the air tastes of the sea

We walk along the promenade pier
Spend a pound or two on fun and beer
Then we look around, see what we can see
Bikini girls and everybody smiling happily

Sunbathe now on the beach
Here is the man who sells ice cream
Way over there, kids throw pebbles in the sea
Where we swim amongst a lot of pretty company