Good evening. If you are expecting a long, philosophical review and in-depth interpretation of this song's lyrics, you are in for a disappointment.
Under the Boardwalk - The Drifters
My job is easy tonight. No mystery here. This song is simply about a guy having fun with his baby on a blanket under the boardwalk. And I don't think they'll be playing Parcheesi. These lyrics seem pretty loaded for 1964. In fact, in one version, the line "we'll be falling in love" was actually "we'll be making love", which resulted in some radio stations banning the song.
6/10. Rather unimaginative.
If anyone is interested, tomorrow is recommendation day, and I don't have one yet. You have until noon EDT tomorrow to suggest a song, otherwise... I will review the next song on the Top 500. 
But for now, my fellow Banterers, I bid you good night.