Mimi On The Beach Lyrics - Jane Siberry

I scan the horizon for you, Mimi 

I scan for the both of us 

I scan the horizon for you, Mimi 

I stand and scan on the strand of sand 

I stand and scan on the strand of sand 

But first I'm sitting over here 

See that giggle of guys and girls 

A typical day at the beach 

Well, typical 'til I make my speech 

There is a girl out on the sea 

Floating on a pink surfboard 

With a picnic lunch and parasol 

Sitting there like a typical girl 

Well, this is not a locker room 

And that's a surfboard, not a yacht 

The arrangement's not quite, quite there 

One girl laughs at skinny guys 

Someone else points out a queer 

Oh, they're all jocks, both guys and girls 

Press the button, take your cue 

And see the girl with perfect teeth 

She picks up lonely guys in bars 

Then she takes off when they've bought her drinks 

Don't you have money? I ask 

Of course I do 

This is not a locker room here 

And that's a surfboard, not a yacht 

The arrangement's not quite, quite there 

But the day was faultless in beauty pitched on tropical scenery 

Stretched from white sand up to the open sky 

Down to the shining sea again and then back to me 

And Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach 

Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi and me 

Well, I'm still sitting over there 

One guy just got up and brayed 

They wag their words, they're all in heat 

Well, I can ignore it, just don't steam up the view 

And Mimi's still out on the sea 

Floating on a pink surfboard 

She's checking out her arms and legs 

In case her casing's getting burnt 

Well, this is not a locker room here 

And that's a surfboard not a yacht 

The arrangement's not quite, quite there 

But the day was faultless in beauty pitched on tropical scenery 

Stretched from white sand up to the open sky 

Down to the shining sea again and then back to me 

And Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach 

Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi and me 

You don't know me but I've been watching you all day 

And I've come to the edge of the water now to have my say 

The picnic lunch is off, Mimi, throw your parasol away 

Put your belly to the board, Mimi and paddle out to sea 

Then turn the board around, Mimi until you're facing me 

Wait for the waves to start building, for the valleys to deepen 

And the mountains to increase in height 

When the right times comes, Mimi 

You lift yourself up and stand there, Mimi 

And see as far as you can see 

Stand up, Mimi, stand up Mimi, stand up 

I scan the horizon for you, Mimi 

I scan for the both of us 

I scan the horizon for you, Mimi 

I stand and scan on the strand of sand 

I stand and scan on the strand of sand 

The great leveler is coming Mimi 

And he's not going to stop to take your pulse 

And he's not going to ask you why you're the way you are 

And I think that's the worst part 

You never get a chance to explain yourself 

And he's going to take those mountains 

And shove them into the valleys 

Till there's nothing left except a vast expanse 

And you'll float there, Mimi on the flat Sargasso Sea of your soul 

And if they pull you away from your bleaching pink surfboard 

And stretch you across the wind, you'll make no sound 

Wet leaves on a dry map, nothing, nobody 

The great leveler or the great escape? 

But the day was faultless in beauty pitched on tropical scenery 

Stretched from white sand up to the open sky 

Down to the shining sea again and then back to me 

And Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach 

Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi and me 

Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach 

Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi and me 

There is a girl out on the sea 

Floating on a pink surfboard 

A parasol floats nearby 

The arrangement's not quite, quite there