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Backstory:

A Myrtle Beach dance track, that exclaims the virtue of a certain girl and includes references to Myrtle Beach.                                                                     

Lyrics:

                                                  
Patti Jean
(Bob Clay and Julie Ferris)

I gotta ask her to dance or I’ll bite my nails to the quick
She moves like melting butter in a bowl of hot grits
Ocean Drive is poppin’
Her hips are rockin’
Patti Jean

I could hit Peaches Corner for a catfish sandwich and drink
But what I’m in the mood for is all dressed up in pink
I could dance the Grand Strand
Holding her hand
Patti Jean

	I've got the sun, sand, surf and sea
	But she's all I’ll ever need   
	She's the queen of Myrtle Beach
	Patti Jean

We’d do the Freaky Tiki, stop at Fat Harold’s for awhile
Her fav’rite band is the Tams, and shaggin’ is her style
Nights are for romancin’
Oh we should be dancin’
Patti Jean.

	Chorus-

fade:
High tide, low tide
Ocean Drive, Good times
Patti Jean

Copyright 2005 Clay/Ferris
All Rights Reserved.