She's seashell shine sweet

and the salt breeze's daughter.

She's sand on your feet,

yes that's life underwater.

She's a siren at dawn

and so glad that's she's found you.

She'll sing silver songs,

kiss your hair and then drown you.

So stay far from her reach,

never stray near the breakers.

She's best left out of reach

because no man can take her.