Jon Valley She's Part Of The Swim Club, Rosemary Is
We was smoking good stuff back in them days'
We was all lost in that adolescent haze'
And we would sneak on in to a certain hotel'
To swim while stoned for a spell'
And if we got caught we'd say'
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club, Rosemary is.
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club, Rosemary is.
My best friend would pick me up in his beat up old heap'
And we'd drive off into the sunset as fast as it would creep'
Leaving my mother alone at home'
Oblivious to where her young boy did roam'
And we'd stop off for some takeout to fulfill our fast food needs'
Knowing that soon we'd have to feed'
Owing to the fact that we had ourselves some weed'
And a shield to protect us, what was that shield?...
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club, Rosemary is.
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club'
She's part of the swim club, Rosemary is.
Ah, we'd part out in the back, prepared for attack'
Hit the pinch hitter and have our snack'
Walk into paradise, just behind closed doors'
Always prepared for what might be in store'
That we'd be questioned, that we'd be grilled'
By a staff member intent on the old buzz kill'
They'd ask us our room number, we'd have to confess'
That we was not there as overnight guests'
That my great aunt belonged to the chain-wide swim club'
That for a fee one could belong to, ah, but here's the rub'
She was the great aunt of a friend of a friend'
Who we came with to a different location way back when'
And we never stopped coming, time and again'
With or without this friend of a friend'
Ooooh' ah!
Who part?... She part!
Who part of the swim club!
You part?... She part!
Who part?... She part!... of the swim club!
Rosemary is!
