You smell a familiar perfume
From a girl you knew long ago
On a holiday weekend, oh-oh, oh-oh
And you know
That you're there once more
In some forgotten story
From your private library
Of things that you'll remember
Then it comes back again
Those old emotions
And it brings back, and it brings back
Those old emotions
There's a taste in the sea air
And the gulls cry overhead
You walk and sink in the wet sand, oh-oh, oh-oh
And you know
That you're there once more
In some forgotten story
From your private library
Of things that you'll remember
Then it comes back again
Those old emotions
And it brings back, and it brings back
Those old emotions
Then it comes back again
Those old emotions
And it brings back, and it brings back
Those old emotions
Then it comes back again
Then it comes back again
Those old emotions