This was a real nice clambake

We're mighty glad we came

The vittles we get

Were good you bet

The company was the same

Our hearts are warm our bellies are full

And we are feeling prime

This was a real nice clambake

And we all had a real good time

Remember when we raked them red hot lobsters

Out of the driftwood fire

They sizzled and crackled

And sputtered a song

Fittin' for an angels' choir

Fittin' for an angels

Fittin' for an angels

Fittin' for an angels choir

We slit them down the back

And peppered them good

And doused them in melted butter

Then we tore away the claws

And cracked them with our teeth

'Cuz we weren't in the mood to putter

Fittin' for an angels

Fittin' for an angels

Fittin' for an angels choir

Then at last come the clams

The clams

Steamed under rockweed

And poppin' from their shells

Just how many of them

Galloped down our gullets

We couldn't say ourselves oh

This was a real nice clambake

We're mighty glad we came

The vittles we get

Were good you bet

The company was the same

Our hearts are warm

Our bellies are full

And we are feeling prime

This was a real nice clambake

And we all had a real good time

We said it before and we'll say it again

We all had a real

Good time