Portastatic Hey Salty
One more time And the channel opens wide We beat this boat to hell For a ride
Today it's churned up mean And it's gray and then it's green And it's royal where the Gulfstream Hits the sky
Hey salty Kiss me, call me Freckles and foam And all these shells
Hey salty In the evening When it's balmy We may lie washed up But we beat this boat to hell
Your cheeks are burned Don't you ever learn? That's a request I'm not like these tides Now I may lose your earthly address
But I won't ever turn No I won't ever turn away
From the sweetest part of any day with you Up on the cooler Face to the spray
Hey salty Kiss me, call me Barnacle cuts, tiny And they heal
Hey salty In the evening Palm trees Open up around us And it's okay.
Hey salty These days Well, you might only haunt me You might only haunt me But it's okay
