Photo courtesy of Pictor Photo Archives
Bringing back fond memories of Baywatch, Bikini Cover model Tara keeps a sharp eye out for swimmers and cute boys at the guard shack at Salt Creek Beach in Dana Point, California.
The B-52’s: LOVE SHACK
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
15 miles to the… Love Shack! Love Shack yeah
I’m headin’ down the Atlanta highway
lookin’ for the love getaway
Heading for the love getaway, love getaway
I got me a car, it’s as big as a whale
and we’re headin’ on down
To the Love Shack
I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20
So hurry up and bring your jukebox money
The Love Shack is a little old place
where we can get together
Love Shack baby, Love Shack bay-bee
Love baby, that’s where it’s at
Ooo love baby, that’s where it’s at
Sign says.. Woo… stay away fools
’cause love rules at the Lo-o-ove Shack
Well it’s set way back in the middle of a field
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back
Glitter on the mattress
Glitter on the highway
Glitter on the front porch
Glitter on the hallway
The Love Shack is a little old place
where we can get together
Love Shack bay-bee! Love Shack baby!
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at!
Huggin’ and a kissin’, dancin’ and a lovin’,
wearin’ next to nothing
Cause it’s hot as an oven
The whole shack shimmies!
The whole shack shimmies when everybody’s
Movin’ around and around and around and around!
Everybody’s movin’, everybody’s groovin’ baby!
Folks linin’ up outside just to get down
Everybody’s movin’, everybody’s groovin’ baby
Funky little shack! Funk-y little shack!
Hop in my Chrysler
it’s as big as a whale
and it’s about to set sail!
I got me a car, it seats about twenty
So c’mon and bring your jukebox money
The Love Shack is a little old place
where we can get together
Love Shack baby! Love Shack bay-bee!
(Love Shack…Love Shack…)
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at!
Bang bang bang on the door baby!
Knock a little louder, sugar!
Bang bang bang on the door baby!
I can’t hear you
Bang bang on the door, baby
Bang bang on the door
Bang bang on the door, baby
Bang bang
You’re what?… Tin roof, rusted!
Love Shack, baby Love Shack!
Love Shack, baby Love Shack!
Love baby, that’s where it’s at
Love Shack, baby Love Shack!
Love baby, that’s where it’s at
Huggin’ and a kissin’
dancin’ and a lovin’ at the love shack
