I still got sand in my bathing suit and some between my toes
I still crave lots of fruit I got freckles on my nose
The change of season's got a bittersweet sting
But I know that Mother Nature's got her own scheme
Anyway I got no choice in the matter so I guess it's OK
Winter's starting to creep up on people - sun's retiring or so it's seeming
Clothes with full coverage in the store windows
No more itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-hardly-cover-me-bikinis