Plastic Palms

Intro

Oh oh

Sha la la

Sha la la

Chorus

Give me the grace of a folding chair

Under the plastic palms and the salted air

The blue hour is cooling down

All the way down

To the edge of this seaside town

Verse 1

Lemon rind twisting in the glass

Nothing happens

But the hours somehow manage to pass

A sharp suit cut from expensive linen

A thin smile that I keep on winnin'

Pre-Chorus

Ice cubes clink

Watch them sink

Try not to think

Chorus

Give me the grace of a folding chair

Under the plastic palms and the salted air

The blue hour is cooling down

All the way down

To the edge of this seaside town

Verse 2

Staring at the striped patio umbrella

I was always a charming fella

Sipped my cider

While the world got wider

And the talk got smaller

Pre-Chorus

Ice cubes clink

Watch them sink

Try not to think

Chorus

Give me the grace of a folding chair

Under the plastic palms and the salted air

The blue hour is cooling down

All the way down

To the edge of this seaside town

Bridge

Look at me now

Watch me now

Talk to me now

The radio is playing something sweet and slow

While the summer heat begins to go

Chorus

Give me the grace of a folding chair

Under the plastic palms and the salted air

The blue hour is cooling down

All the way down

To the edge of this seaside town

Post-Chorus

Sha la la

Sha la la

All the way down

All the way down