It's raining on the beach
 She inches close but out of reach
 The waves look painted on
 Seagulls screaming

 The sea is warship gray
 It whispers "Fool!" then slides away
 Black coastline slumbers on
 Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her

 And all the flags that flap on the pier
 Spell why on earth do you want
 The fog hides much but one thing is clear
 She's nearer

 Dead deck chairs under shrouds
 And life belts gape like minstrel mouths
 Her hair still smells of salt
 Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her
 Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her, kiss her
 He who hesitates is lost

 If you want her, you should tell her
 Take her by the hand If you hesitate
 If you wait, November wins her November will win her
 She returns to sand So get a hold of the girl

 I say I like your coat
 Her thank-you tugs my heart afloat
 I nearly didn't hear for
 Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her

 He who hesitates is lost