Lyrics
Under the sun's glare (hot glare) Muscles glisten, ain't that a sight Take it in, don't be shy Yeah, bold [Hook] Feast your eyes on every contour Feast your eyes on every contour Strutting down the beach, they own the shore Waves of envy crash, wanting more Golden Adonises under sky's dome This sandy runway, where the wild ones roam [Coda] Let's celebrate the view, come take my hand Cheer to the beauty of man In the heatwave (heat's wave) The crowd's gaze, it drifts and sways Bronzed and bold, no need for shade Yeah, they strolled [Hook] Feast your eyes, they command the tides Feast your eyes, they command the tides