Floote - Ned's Atomic Dustbin

Got to put paid to twenty-six winters

Trying to make the most in bed with the shivers

All the frustrations growing pains

Gather us up in circle games

When I get you see your lean, smooth, groove

It gets me in a summer drool

All I want to do, to tell the truth is get you in the swimming pool

I’m happier, happier, happier in the sun