She sat alone at a cafe table
In a skinny strap blue sundress
Brown hair flowed over golden shoulders
Everybody, I must confess
The most lovestruck boy in the room was me
And that goes the same for ever since
Were we meant to be when she took her seat
Or was it coincidence?
(Or was it the) backbeat on wire and wood
And the rhythm of an old squeezebox
(Was she) looking for something good
Out in pursuit of happiness,
Turnin' ev'rybody's head in her blue sundress
She drove us down to the Jersey shore
To the beach at Barnegat Light
Her skin was the color of sun on sand
Mine was papery white
She bronzed up nice by afternoon
And watched me turn stop sign red
She said, "Let's go dancin' and have some fun"
"Soon as I recover," I said
(She was hearin' the) backbeat on wire and wood
And the rhythm of an old squeezebox
(She was) looking for something good
To happen to us, I was a sunburnt mess
She was a goddess in a blue sundress
She slapped my back and held me tight
Said, "Now it's me and you"
I wiped the tears running down my face
And said, "Let's go have a few"
Now there's a moral here in this song
And I don't mean to boast
But don't leave that lady sitting by herself
For he who hesitates is toast
(You'll never hear the) backbeat on wire and wood
And the rhythm of an old squeezebox
(If you're) looking for something good
To happen tonight, you better do your best
'Cause here comes a woman in a blue sundress
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