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Alone On The Beach (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Alone on the beach just you and I
Watching the moon and the stars in the sky
Just alone on the beach holding your hand
Writing I love you there in the sand
Alone on the beach
I couldn't wait for summer to go surfing
With the guys everyday
But I never knew until I met you all the fun
I could have when the guys go away
Gee, even night's gone so fast it's time to go home
And dream of tomorrow when we'll be home on the beach
Alone on the beach
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The Anaheim, Azusa, And Cucamonga Sewing Circle,
Book Review, And Timing Association (Jan & Dean)
(Jan Berry / Roger Christian / Don Altfield)
For the Anaheim, Azusa, and Cucamonga Sewing Circle,
Book Review, and Timing Association
They wear organdy dresses and high-button shoes
They read Playboy magazine and Hot-Rod News
There's Patience Proper and Prudence Prim
You oughta see 'em do the spin
(Chorus)
They come from Anaheim, Azusa, and Cucamonga too
Sewing circle and book review
The little old ladies wait in wild anticipation
For the meetings of the double-A-C A-S-S-N
For the Anaheim, Azusa, and Cucamonga Sewing Circle,
Book Review, and Timing Association
They toot around town in their big Grand Prixes
Sittin' in their bucket seats, shootin' the breeze
You know that all week long they put up jammin' preserves
But on the weekend they negotiate curves
(Chorus)
The meeting breaks up with a thunderous roar
Then there's a mad mad rush for the big old door
They run to their cars like the start at LeMond's
They make the spin donuts in their lawns
(Chorus)
For the Anaheim, Azusa, and Cucamonga Sewing Circle,
Book Review, and Timing Association
(Repeat & Fade out)
Go grannies, go grannies, go grannies go
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Andrea (The Sunrays)
(Rick Henn)
Andrea andrea
Andrea andrea
Ahhhhhhhhhhh
The first time we met I really knew
A love could be found that was so true oh yeh
'Cause when I look into her eyes I can only realize
I love my
Andrea andrea
Andrea andrea
Ahhhhhhhhhhh
The last time I kissed and made love to her
Her emotions didn't even stir oh yeh
'Cause when I look into her eyes I can only realize
I love my
Andrea andrea
Andrea andrea
Wooooooooooo
When I look back upon all the times we had
Makes me feel oh so sad oh yeh
'Cause now I look into her eyes I just have to realize
Andrea andrea
Andrea oooooo-ah
Andrea andrea
Oooo
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Anywhere The Girls Are (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Yeah, the weekend's coming and we don't know where to go
Yeah, we can make it to the Springs or go Skiing up in the snow
Gee, I really don't care just where you guys wanna be
Anywhere the girls are, It's okay with me, Go!
If we all took different guess then I'll take my call
It's Friday night we can cruise the Boulevard
Yeah, we can watch the chicks that the Go-Go watchers see
Anywhere the girls are, It's okay with me
Anywhere the girls are (You might find it, looks like it's fun)
Anywhere the girls are (It's gonna really turn you on)
Anywhere the girls are (Anywhere the girls are)
I said the weekend's coming and I'm gonna have some fun real bad
Cuz I work hard all week long and it's such a drag
So make up your mind, guys, you know I'm no hard to please
Anywhere the girls are, It's okay with me
Anywhere the girls are (You might find it, looks like it's fun)
Anywhere the girls are (It's gonna really turn you on)
Anywhere the girls are (Anywhere the girls are)
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Autumn (Thomas Group)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
You could search the whole world over
But you'd never find
A girl so easy to fall in love with
But so hard to get off your mind
I knew the first day that I saw her
I'd soon be living my life for her
(Chorus)
Autumn, Autumn (Autumn)
How your name has touched my heart
Autumn (stay beside me), Autumn (close beside me)
Say we'll never part
She's so completely different
From other girls I have known
She does the things you'd expect her to do
But in a way that's all her own
You don't know what she does to me
When she's makin' love to me
(Chorus)
I thought I had life down pat
Love 'em, leave 'em and be on my way
(Love 'em, leave 'em)
But girl, since you gave your love to me
In your arms is where I'll stay
(Repeat chorus & Fade out)
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Beach Baby (First Class)
(John Carter / Gill Shakespeare)
Do you remember back in old L.A. (Oh, oh, oh)
When everybody drove a Chevrolet (Oh, oh, oh)
Whatever happened to the boy next door
The sun-tanned, crew-cut, All-American male?
Remember dancing at the high school hop?
The dress I ruined with the soda pop?
I didn't recognize the girl next door
With beat up sneakers and a pony tail
Beach baby, beach baby, give me your hand
Give me something that I can remember
Just like before we can walk by the shore in the moonlight
Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun we'd be out in the sun every day
Ooooh, I never thought that it could end
Ooooh, and I was everybody's friend
Long hot days
Blue sea haze
Jukebox plays
But now it's fading away
(Instrumental)
We couldn't wait for graduation day (Oh, oh, oh)
We took the car and drove to San Jose (Oh, oh, oh)
That's where you told me that you'd wear my ring
I guess you don't remember anything
Beach baby, beach baby, give me your hand
Give me something that I can remember
Just like before we can walk by the shore in the moonlight
Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand
From July til the end of September
Surfin' was fun we'd be out in the sun every day
Ahhh,ahhh,ahhh
Ahhh,ahhh,ahhh
Beach baby, beach baby, give me your hand
Give me something that I can remember
Just like before we can walk by the shore in the moonlight
Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand
From July til the end of September
Surfin' was fun we'd be out in the sun every day
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Beach Girl (Pat Boone)
(Terry Melcher / Bruce Johnston)
(Little beach girl, little beach girl
Little beach girl, little beach girl)
Little girl, he's hurt you before
But now he says you won't cry anymore
(Little beach girl) take him back
He'll kiss your tears away
(Here I stand) little girl
He's coming home to stay
(Tell me) and when you're scared now
(I'll be there) he'll be right there now
He'll make you smile when
You feel like crying
(Instrumental)
(Tell me) and when you're scared now
(I'll be there) he'll be right there now
He'll make you smile when
You feel like crying
(Little beach girl) run to him
It's the only thing to do
(I'll be true)
(Here I stand) don't break his heart
He's so in love with you
(So in love with you)
(Little beach girl, little beach girl
Little beach girl, little beach girl)
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Big Gun Board (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
The tally's real narrow and the rails are thin
It's over ten-feet long with a red and white fin
In my big gun board, you ought to see now
The big gun board
She'd take thirty-five feet and the ride's real sweet
On my big gun board
You ought to see it take a trump and it really goes
And I goota walk a lot before it hangs by the toes
On my big gun board, you ought to see now
My big gun board
She'd take thirty-five feet and the ride's real sweet
On my big gun board
The guys are real jealous and I know why
She's the fastest gun around and she rally flies
The honey's sure digger they say she's choice
She's the best of the boards she's a real Rolls Royce
And before I can because you gotta give some speed
And my big gun board gives me all that I need
Oh my big gun board, you ought to see her now
My big gun board
She'd take thirty-five feet and the ride's real sweet
On my big gun board
(Instrumental)
She's the best of the boards she's a real Rolls Royce
And when I gotta catch a wave and I need some speed
I know my big gun board gives me all that I need
Oh my big gun board, you ought to see her now
My big gun board
She'd take thirty-five feet and the ride's real sweet
On my big gun board
She'd take thirty-five feet and the ride's real sweet
On my big gun board
She'd take thirty-five feet and the ride's real sweet
On my big gun board
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Black And White Thunderbird (The Delicates)
(Billy Mure / Denise Ferri / Peggy Santiglia / Arleen Lanzotti)
Beep beep beep beep Thunderbird
Beep beep beep beep beep a dee da beep
Beep beep, yeah, beep beep
Save some money, find yourself a car
Saved a little more
Then I bought me a car
It was a black and white Thunderbird, so new
Black and white Thunderbird, so cool
Black and white Thunderbird, happy as I can be
Ah huh, ah huh
Well, I drove down the street
I pick up my guy
Saw other cars and me oh my
She's got a black and white Thunderbird, at last
Black and white Thunderbird, real fast
Black and white Thunderbird
Happy as we can be
Ah huh, ah huh
Putt putt putt putt putt a da da putt
Putt putt putt putt putt a da da putt
Putt putt putt putt putt ada d a putt
Putt putt putt putt, Thunderbird
Putt putt putt putt putt a da da da
Putt putt, yeah, putt putt
All of these think I'm a big wheel
'Cause I cruise around in my automobile
Yes, my black and white Thunderbird, can't beat, eww
Black and white Thunderbird, it's real neat
Black and white Thunderbird
Man, you oughtta see me
Ah huh, ah huh
Well, I go around
Around the town
I go up the street and then I came down
In my black and white Thunderbird
It's great in my black and white Thunderbird
Yeah, man
Black and white Thunderbird
Chicks all envy me
Ah huh, ah huh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Thunderbird
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Jacking around and I'm really on the run
A picking up my two friends
Eww, what fun
In my black and white Thunderbird, so great
In my black and white Thunderbird, can't wait
To be back in my Thunderbird
Making my muffler sound
Ah huh, ah huh
Beep beep beep beep beep a dee da beep
Beep beep beep beep beep a dee da beep eww
Beep beep beep beep beep a dee da beep
Beep beep beep beep, Thunderbird
Beep beep beep beep beep a dee da beep
Beep beep, yeah, beep beep
Beep beep beep beep beep a dee da beep...
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California Nights (Lesley Gore)
(Marvin Hamlisch / Howard Liebling)
Along the sand, let's walk the shores together now
Yes, hand in hand, it's gonna be fair weather now
When the stars come out
Stop to count them in the sky
Love California nights when I'm walking with you
Hand in hand by the shore
Yes, I love California nights
At the beach where we'd swim with the tide rolling in
And there will be, beneath the midnight sky above
Just you and me, and we will whisper words of love
While the fire light softly flickers in the sky
Whoa, California nights, with the breeze blowing in
And time for love to begin
I would miss California nights if I went on my way
Thinking now that I'll stay
Oh, baby
I love you, baby
Mmm, baby
Love California nights, always plus is a kiss
Nothing sweeter than this
And we'll spend California nights
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Can I Get To Know You Better (Phil Sloan / The Turtles)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Everybody says "Be strong" but I just can't take it
Every time I look at you, I feel funny inside, yeah
I've been meaning to ask you this for such a long long time
chorus:
Can I get to know you better?
Got to get to know you better
Can I get to know you better tonight?
I know that you think of me as just a friend
But you don't know how friendly I can be, yeah
I want so much to prove my love; baby, give me half a chance
(Chorus)
Now I don't think I can go another day without you (Without tou)
One little kiss will tell me what I wanna know 'bout you
It ain't gonna hurt you; come on baby
(Repeat chorus & Fade out)
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Can't Get Enough Of Your Love (Yellow Balloon)
(Gary Zekley / St.John Anthony)
Do I want you, ooo do I need you
Baby baby I try so hard to please you
'Cause your sweet love is drivin' me crazy
I can't get enough of your love, baby baby
And it's true that I need you, ooo how I love you
I spend my days and nights thinkin' of ya
I love you more and more every day
I can't get enough of your love, baby baby
Stay a little while, ooo baby and after a while, wo baby
Ooo baby, ooo baby, ooo baby, ooo
(Repeat all of above)
(Repeat verse 1, then fade out)
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Cherry, Cherry Coupe (The Beach Boys)
(Brian Wilson / Roger Christian)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
The wildest short around is my cherry, cherry
coupe
It's the sharpest thing in town and the envy of my group
It's one of
its kind and it really looks good
Chopped nose and deck with louvers on the
hood
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go
cherry, cherry coupe now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the
line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she
starts to whine)
Chrome reversed rims with whitewall slicks
And it
turns a quarter mile in one oh six
Door handles are off but you know I'll
never miss 'em
They open when I want with the "cellunoid" system
Go
cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry
coupe now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry,
cherry coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to
whine)
My coupe's tuck and roll underneath the hood
And the rugs,
seats, and panels now are looking good
When I go looking for something to
do
She's got enough room now to barely seat two
Go cherry, cherry
coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(My
cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe
now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)
Go cherry,
cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe
now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry
coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)
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Coming On Too Strong (Wayne Newton)
(Gary Usher / Raul Abeyta)
I feel there's something on your mind
every time I hold ya tight
When we kiss and say goodnight
I feel that something is wrong
Am I coming on too strong
Am I coming on too strong
Am I coming on too strong
Am I coming on too strong
(Instrumental)
You say you don't like boys to pass,
but it's the only way
I can look at you and say
Here in my arms is where you belong
Am I coming on too strong
Am I coming on too strong
Am I coming on too strong
Am I coming on too strong
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Custom Caravan (The Pyramids)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
At the yearly Custom auto fair
Customs are displayed both new and rare
From miles around now the best in their class
All looking good with a finish of glass
everybody come along
Custom Caravan, Custom Caravan,
Custom Caravan, Custom Caravan,
Headlight mounts are molded to the grill
Wild ideas give the kids a thrill
Pink pearl laquer with a chrome Steering wheel
Fiberglass fins give the custom feel
Everybody come along
Custom Caravan, Custom Caravan,
Custom Caravan, Custom Caravan,
(Instrumental)
Cool T buckets sitting high in back
Chrome plated wheels with a built in tac
Early ford pick ups are showin the way
There about the wildest on display
Everybody come along
Custom Caravan, Custom Caravan,
Custom Caravan, Custom Caravan,
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D/Das Chevy (The Super Stocks)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
A D/Gas Chevy’s gonna trophy again now
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah-, Doo-Wah)
My D/Gas Chevy turns a one thirteen
She’s the pride and joy of the racing team
Twelve eighty nine is the fastest ET now
Three twenty seven cubes vintage ‘63
A D/Gas Chevy’s gonna trophy again now
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah）
Three-way heads with a full race cam
And a six-part manifold’s all she ran
A Corvette’s trans puts horses to the rear now
Heavy duty wedge gets fight in every gear
A D/Gas Chevy’s gonna trophy again now
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah)
Six years old, but don’t you knock her
Cause at the drags boy, She blows off the stockers
She looks pretty square and it’s old on the outside
She’s never let you down that’s why she’s my pride
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah)
(Instrumental)
Chrome plated now sittin’ on the hood
With M & H slicks now you know It’s understood
She’s high in front with the perfect hood grille
It can shut down most anything at will
A D/Gas Chevy’s gonna trophy again now
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah)
A D/Gas Chevy’s gonna trophy again now
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah)
A D/Gas Chevy’s gonna trophy again now
(Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah, Doo-Wah)
(Repeat & Fade out)
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Death Valley Run (The Kickstands)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
The cycle men know it the biggest each year
The best in the country will bring their bikes here
and test and packin' and makin' plans
All headin' for The Death Valley Sands
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run'll shut 'em down
Excitement's high as they all pack their gear
Fine tune bikes as the race draws near
Six hundred miles in the boilin' sun
As they start the annual Death Valley Run
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run'll shut 'em down
(Instrumental)
They're runnin' hot and tired too
You'll see heavies both old and new
As they race where it's hot some will fall behind
The Death Valley Run is a tough cycle guy
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run (Death Valley Run)
Death Valley Run'll shut 'em down
Death Valley Run'll shut 'em down
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Debbie Be True (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
Oh, Debbie won't you stop your crying
You're gonna start me crying too
Vacation's over and you gotta go on home
Leaving me all alone but Debbie be true
Cuz I'll be saving all the love I have
And I'll be needing you so bad
You gotta promise that you'll write me everyday
While you're far away, so far away
Debbie be true to me
Debbie be true to me
And if you're with some guy and he wants your kisses
And you don't know what to do
Oh, Debbie be true
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
(Instrumental)
Debbie be true to me, cuz I'll be longing to be
With little Debbie
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
I'll be so lonely without you around
Oh, Baby please don't let me down
Cuz you can bet your life as soon as school
Is through I'll be back with you
So Debbie be true
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
Debbie be true, Debbie be true to me
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Don’t Drag No More (Susan Lynne)
(Artie Kornfeld)
I begged him not to drag anymore
But he sped off in a roar
I knew he'd head for dead man's curve
Just to prove he had the nerve
(Don't drag no more)
Baby please
(Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more)
I'm so afraid when you go to the strip
Can't help but think this may be your last trip
Dragging means so much to you
There's nothing I can do but say
(Don't drag no more)
Baby please
(Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more)
Why can't you ever say no to a drag
Why can't you see if you race I get mad
Baby please hear what I say
Won't you put your keys away for me
(Don't drag no more)
Baby please
(Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more)
(Instrumental)
He can't say no right now
He's go to go right now
Baby please hear what I say
Won't you put your keys away for me
(Don't drag no more)
Baby please
(Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more
Don't drag no more...)
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Don't Run Away (Bruce & Terry)
(Bruce Johnston)
Don't run away, Don't run away
Don't run away, You're here at last
Now we can go
Forget the past for we're in love
and I can see by the way that you are with me
I've got someone who had to be with you
Lookin' your way before we met
Your love took all that he could get
and that we'll bring you seem to be
something left there for only me
for the someone who has to be with you
There's no reason for turning you on
Now I've got you girl, I've waited so long
(Instrumental)
And still we'll bring you seem to be
something out of touch for only me
for the someone who had to be with you
Don't run away
Don't run away
Don't run away
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Drag Hag (The Weird-Ohs)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
There's a real sweet couple you see most everyday
A mother and child in a full brown Chevolet
In the center of town she drives like a fiend
With her baby in front she throws a shift that's mean
Just a little old lady on the way to store
You'd never know that her buggie's full bore
People never laugh because they know her game
It didn't take long for her to race to fame
She's runnin' slicks in back with a blower on top
This full race buggie is all she's got
She doesn't need more, She got power to spare
So on your way to the market you'd better beware
With her legs stickin' out and a mean head of hair
She's not much on looks but she doesn't really care
For when her and her baby start out on a trip
She makes the corner sidewalk seen like a drag strip
(Instrumental)
She's runnin' slicks in back with a blower on top
This full race buggie is all she's got
She doesn't need more, She got power to spare
So on your way to the market you'd better beware
With her legs stickin' out and a mean head of hair
She's not much on looks but she doesn't really care
For when her and her baby start out on a trip
She makes the corner sidewalk seen like a drag strip
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Draggin' Deuce (The Super Stocks)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
She's Just a real mean Draggin' Deuce
This here song's about a mean Yellow Deuce
A Chevy powered couple You know She really cuts loose
I guess You might say She's kinda short on looks
But She's mighty big in the record books
She's Just a real mean Draggin' Deuce
She's got a Four O Nine Chev with a Old Caddy Trans
And comin' off the line You know She'll do a Wheel Stand
She holds the record for The Quarter Mile
The Lowest ET. down that Asphalt Aisle
She's Just a real mean Draggin' Deuce
(Chorus)
Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce
Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce
Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce
(Instrumental)
The Final Compression of a Thirteen to One
She takes off the line like a short from a gun
Everybody's tried but it's just no use
They'll never short down my Little Draggin' Deuce
She's Just a real mean Draggin' Deuce
(Chorus)
Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce
Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce
Draggin' Deuce Draggin' Deuce
She's Just a real mean Draggin' Deuce
She's Just a real mean Draggin' Deuce
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Farmer's Daughter (Basil Swift And The Seegrams version)
(Brian Wilson)
I could come from miles away
Ain't got (Ain't got)
No place to stay (No place to stay)
Glad to (Glad to)
Help you plow your fields (Help you plow)
Farmer's daughter (Farmer's daughter)
Might be (Might be)
Just a couple of days (Couple of days)
Clean up (Clean up)
Rest and on my way (On my way)
Thank you (Thank you)
And I'm much obliged (Much obliged)
Farmer's daughter (Farmer's daughter)
(Instrumental)
So long (So long)
Better leave your land (Leave your land)
Many thanks (Many thanks)
It was mighty grand (Mighty grand)
I do (Hope to)
Hope to see you again (See you again)
Farmer's daughter (Farmer's daughter)
Farmer’s daughter
Farmer’s daughter
Farmer’s daughter
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Farmer's Daughter (The Keyes version)
(Brian Wilson)
I just come from miles away
Ain't got (ain't got, ain't got)
No place to
stay (place to stay, place to stay)
Glad to (glad to, glad to)
Help you
plow your fields (help you plow, help you plow)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's daughter)
Might be (might be, might be)
Just a
couple of days (couple of days, couple of days)
Clean up (clean up, clean
up)
Rest and on my way (on my way, on my way)
Thank you (thank you, thank
you)
And I'm much obliged (much obliged, much obliged)
Farmer's daughter
(farmer's daughter, farmer's
daughter)
Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmmmm
Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmmmm
(On my way, On my way) Guitar Break
So long
(so long, so long)
Better see you again (see you again,see you again)
Many thanks (many thanks, many thanks)
It was mighty grand (mighty
grand, mighty grand)
I hope (hope to, hope to)
Just see you again (see you again see you again)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's
daughter)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's
daughter)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's
daughter)
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Freeway Flyer (Jan & Dean)
(Jan Berry / Roger Christian / Don Altfield)
Freeway flyer, gotta make his quite a day
The fastest cars around, there ain't no doubt
Are those big black and white jobs that really move out
On the Hollywood Freeway flyin' past
Writin' up hot shoes drivin' too fast
chorus:
(Freeway flyer) gonna shut you down now
(Freeway flyer) gonna write you up now
(Freeway flyer) don't even try now
(Freeway flyer) or a ticket come by now
Freeway flyer, gotta make his quite a day
They hide behind the bushes on the side of the road
Waiting for their next writing episode
They sharpen up their pencils and straighten their pad
They can't wait to punch it out to think they're bad
(Chorus)
(Instrumental, Accompanied by blaring siren)
(Chorus)
You don't stand a chance no matter what you drive
& when he pulls you over, don't you give him no jive
'Cause Big John Law don't take no lip
Unless you're a chick & you're really hip
(Chorus)
Freeway flyer, gotta make his quite a day
(Blaring siren & Car crash)
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Fun Last Summer (The Sidewalk Surfers)
(Bruce Johnston)
Summer's gone and so are you
You're gone back in school gee I miss you
I first met you at the nighttime dance
I said aw give me a chance
Woah yeah We had lots of fun last summer
We spent our days sailing on the lake
We tried to fish but they all got away
Woah yeah We had lots of fun last summer
At night in my car we counted the stars
One two three four five six seven
You kissed me and I knew I was in heaven
Do you remember what was plain to see
I fell for you when you smiled at me
Woah yeah We had lots of fun last summer
(Instrumental)
Now summer is gone and it seems so wong
To be far away and I miss you everyday
Gee I'm lonely I hope you feel the same way
You write to me and I write to you
You wear my ring because I want you to
Woah yeah We'll have lots of fun next summer
Next summer
Next summer
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GeeTO Tiger (The Tigers)
(Mike Rubini / Dale Hallcom / Don Berrigan)
There's a Tiger on the market and I got the very first in town
She's got a Hurst floor shift-er and
The wild-est screamin' mill around
I mean a three eighty nine, all super tuned to really shut'em down
Drag Strip, She don't bluff
On the street, She looks tough
G-T-O, That enough
Listen to her growl she's always on the prowl
Gee-TO Tiger GO !
She's got a wide track action on a groovy set O'Red line tires
Transistorized Ignition and a power pack O'Three deuce carbs
And she chews up other cars Yeah !! 426 Mopars
Drag Strip, She don't bluff
On the street, She looks tough
G-T-O, That enough
Listen to her growl she's always on the prowl
Gee-TO Tiger GO !
You gotta fasten your seat belts
and we'll make it to the drags on time
We're goin huntin' for a Mustang or a dual quad 409
We're gonna shoot'em all down 'fore they even get off the line
(Chorus)
Drag Strip, She don't bluff
On the street, She looks tough
G-T-O, That enough
Listen to her growl she's always on the prowl
Gee-TO Tiger
Listen to her growl she's always on the prowl
Gee-TO Tiger
Listen to her growl she's always on the prowl
Gee-TO Tiger, GO !
Go ! Go ! Gee-TO Tiger, GO !
Go ! Go ! Gee-TO Tiger, GO !
Go ! Go ! Gee-TO Tiger, GO !
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Go Go G.T.O. (Carol & Cheryl)
(Terry Melcher / Jan Berry / Cheryl Gorman / Carol Connors)
* Cheryl Gorman = Cheryl Kleinbard
Go go go go go go G.T.O.
Three big twos and go on the floor
My G.T.O. she turns a hundred or more
I got two exhausts and a high lip end
I can count on the slip stick to get me out of a jam
Come on Go go go go go go G.T.O.
I'm running pusher wheels and she's going strong
And I've got ten trophies for the records we broke
with a gold set of headers on the top so fine
A genuine hero never come off the line
Come on Go go go go go go G.T.O.
When I take her to the drags
she always set the best in time Every Sunday
When the light turns green and I bring her on the line
If she had another car I'd need another run way
The guys all dig my G.T.O.
She takes first place in every show
When I cruise around town on a Saturday night
All the guys really dig me as I cruise into sight
Come on Go go go go go go G.T.O.
Come on Go go go go go go G.T.O.
(Fade out)
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Go Go Yamaha (The Spats Featuring Dick Johnson)
(George Mace / Joe Renard)
Well I'm picking up my baby with my swinging Yamaha
Go go Yamaha
We're gonna wear black boots when we ride my Yamaha
Me and my baby on the Yamaha
We're gonna climb right up the hill
I want to give my baby a thrill
Riding around on the Yamaha motorbike,
Four speed Yamaha
Jetaway, Jetaway, Jetaway, Jetaway
Gotta get away from it all
Go go Yamaha
I don't care what they're saying
when you hold me close and tight
Go go Yamaha
We're gonna ride around till the day turns into night
Me and my baby on the Yamaha
We're gonna head for the surf and sand
I want to hold my baby's hand
Riding around on the Yamaha motorbike,
Four speed Yamaha
Jetaway, Jetaway, Jetaway, Jetaway
Gotta get away from it all
Go go Yamaha
It's wonderful feeling, just we three alone
Go go Yamaha
Going to places we have never known
Me and my baby on the Yamaha
Gonna go on the Yamaha ride
I want to keep my baby satisfied
Riding around on the Yamaha motorbike,
Four speed Yamaha
Jetaway, Jetaway, Jetaway, Jetaway
Gotta get away from it all
Go go Yamaha
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Goin' Surfin' (Rick Henn / AKA Dan & Jean)
(Rick Henn)
A Goin' Surfin' Surin' like we did back then
A Goin' Surfin' Yeah let's do it again
Take me back to those good good good old surfin' days
Well can't you just hear the sound of those distant waves, Yeah
When wore baggies and bleached their hair
and we all drove the woody wagons everywhere
Squeeky hauraches, dirty white cords
Striped T-shirts ten two boards
And I won't forget squatin' in the tube and walkin' the nose
360 spinner left you hangin' ten toes
Hot doggin' head dips and shootin' the curl
Opened up the door to another world
A Goin' Surfin' Surin' like we did back then
A Goin' Surfin' Yeah let's do it again
Take me back to those good good good old surfin' days
Well can't you just hear the sound of those distant waves, Yeah
We're gettin' up early at the break of day
A-cruisin' the coast for those classy waves
Surfin' all days in the warm sunshine
We're suckin' up tequila and red mountain wine
And I won't forget beach bunny parties all through the night
Surfin' stark naked in the soft moonlight
Whoopie poopie heaven hangin' eleven
Up drinkin' till we crash and doin' it again
A Goin' Surfin' Surin' like we did back then
A Goin' Surfin' Yeah let's do it again
Take me back to those good good good old surfin' days
Well can't you just hear the sound of those distant waves, Yeah
(Instrumental)
And I won't forget throwin' surf bubbles and hangin' choose
Everybody loved to have a surfin' barn
A blistered back and a sunburned nose
My surfer knots and the cut-up toes
A Goin' Surfin' Surin' like we did back then
A Goin' Surfin' Yeah let's do it again
Take me back to those good good good old surfin' days
Take me back to those good good good old surfin' days Yeah
Take me back to those good good good old surfin' days
(Fade out)
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Gremmie Out Of Control (The Silly Surfers)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
Every beach has a clown who thinks he knows it all
Hang-ten out to Santa Fe when surf comes out
tomorrow lets go!
And he's always practicing his cowabunga call
Cowabunga!
But the menace scrambles when the big waves start to roll
'Cause there's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
Gremmie out of control
Gremmie out of control
'Cause there's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
The kids all know that a gremmie's talk is cheep
Ride the Hula-Han over the pipeline bonsai to the saddle bowl
Tho they just try to ignore this ugly creep
Cowabunga!
His board is always full of dings 'cause he's always
doing stupid things
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
Gremmie out of control
Gremmie out of control
'Cause there's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
(Instrumental)
Gremmie out of control
Gremmie out of control
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
There's nothing worse then a gremmie out of control
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Hawaii (The Hep Stars version)
(Brian Wilson / Mike Love)
Do you wanna go
Straight to Hawaii
(Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii)
Straight to
Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii)
Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you wanna come along with
me
(Do you wanna come along with me)
I heard about all the pretty
girls
With their grass skirts down to their knees
All my life I wanted to
see
The island called Hawaii
Straight to Hawaii
(Hawaii) Hawaii
(Hawaii)
Straight to Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii)
Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you
wanna come along with me
(Do you wanna come along with me)
Now I don't
know what town you're from
But don't tell me that they got bigger
waves
Cause everyone that goes
Comes back with nothing but
raves
That's in Hawaii
(Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii)
That's in Hawaii
(Hawaii, Hawaii)
Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you wanna come along with
me
(Do you wanna come along with me)
And pretty soon this
Winter
They'll hold the surfing championship of the year
Surfer guys and
girls
Will be coming from far and near
That's in Hawaii
(Hawaii) Hawaii
(Hawaii)
That's in Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii)
Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you wanna
come along with me
(Do you wanna come along with me)
Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you wanna come along with me
(Do you wanna come along with
me)
Ooo ooo ooo (Honolulu, Waikiki)
Ooo ooo ooo (Do you wanna come along
with me)
Ooo ooo ooo (Honolulu, Waikiki)
Ooo ooo ooo (Do you wanna come
along with me)
Ooo ooooo (Honolulu, Waikiki)
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Hey Little Cobra (The Rip-Chords)
(Carol Connors / Marshall Howard Connors)
Hey little Cobra,
don't cha know you're gonna shut em down
I took my Cobra down to the track,
hitched to the back of my Cadillac.
Everyone was there just a waitin for me,
there were plenty of Sintray's and XKE's.
(Chorus)
(shut em down)
Spring little Cobra, gettin ready to strike.
(shut em down)
Spring little Cobra, with all your might.
(shut em down)
Spring little Cobra, gettin ready to strike.
(shut em down)
Spring little Cobra, with all your might.
Hey little Cobra don't cha know you're gonna shut em down.
When the flag went down you could hear rubber burn.
The Stingray had me goin into the turn.
I hung a big shift and I got into high.
And when I flew by the Stingray I waved bye bye.
(Chorus)
Around the far turn in the straightaway.
I was blowin off everything that got in my way.
The Stingray's and Jag's were so far behind,
I took my Cobra out of gear and let it coast to the line.
(Chorus & Fade out)
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Honda Bike (The Devons)
(Buzz Cason / Gary Usher)
I’ve got a new two wheeler really something to see
With a groovy buddy seat so you can ride along with me
Well, it’s Saturday morning gonna ride on my Honda bike
Honda, Honda Little Honda bike
My little Honda, Honda Little Honda bike
Now the gang’ll be there what a gas it’ll be
I’ll be leadin’ the pack and you’ll be ridin’ with me
You’ll have the ride of your life
when we scamper on my Honda bike
Leadin’ to the left and lealin’ to the right
We’re gonna ride all day on into the right
Racin’ all the way now there’s nothin’ like
Ridin’ all day on my Honda bike
I got my some change in my jeans that I’m itchin’ to spend
I’ll buy matchin’ crash helmets and a screen for the wind
We’re gonna be ridin’ in style on our Honda bike
Honda, Honda Little Honda bike
My little Honda, Honda Little Honda bike
Well, everything’s ready now my bike’s runnin’ fine
I just can’t wait till we start the big climb
And you’ll be holdin’ me tight
when we’re ridin’ on my Honda bike
Leadin’ to the left and lealin’ to the right
We’re gonna ride all day on into the right
Racin’ all the way now there’s nothin’ like
Ridin’ all day on my Honda bike
Well, everything’s ready now my bike’s runnin’ fine
I just can’t wait till we start the big climb
And you’ll be holdin’ me tight
when we’re ridin’ on my Honda bike
Honda, Honda Little Honda bike
My little Honda, Honda Little Honda bike
(Fade out)
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Hot Rod High (The Knights)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
Nothin but winners now you loosers scram
Got no time for tests or a schoolbook exam
All the kids know were the coolest around
Cause we've got the best runs in any town now
Early in the morning we go screamin by
Loaded up chicks in front of hot rod high
We're gonna tac it up in the parking lot
Cause a quick half hour is all we got
When the lunch bell rings yea were gonna split
Cause all we care about is the shifting bit
Nothing but winners
now you losers scram
At hot rod high
Oh we got the wildest customs you'll ever see
from a little deuce coupe to a bucket T now
Little street roadsters always get the eye
and the work is such a drag down at hot rod high
We're gonna tac it up in the parking lot
Cause a quick half hour is all we got
When the lunch bell rings yea were gonna split
Cause all we care about is the shifting bit
Nothing but winners
now you losers scram
At hot rod high
Durin last period now the minutes seem long
When the final bell rings the drags are on now
Engines screaming you see the dirt fly
Kids learn and the tires burn down at hot rod high
Well well Nothin but winners now you loosers scram
Got no time for tests or a schoolbook exam
Yeah Nothin but winners now you loosers scram
Got no time for tests or a schoolbook exam
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Hot Rod U.S.A. (The Fantastic Baggys Version)
(Bobby Darlin / Terry Melcher)
Don't you know they're shutting them down
in every town of The U.S.A.
Yeah, They're driving old woodies up in Salt Lake City
Hot Rod U.S.A.
They're stripping them down now they sure look pretty
Hot Rod U.S.A.
They're racing all over in and out on the coast now
Give it a try you're gonna dig it the most now
Want it out ole ole now
Shut down the pretty PA now
Roll it to the San Francisco Bay now
All around you can hear them sing
Yeah, they're shutting them down in every town of The U.S.A.
They're building disputes now in North Cincinnatti
Hot Rod U.S.A.
You're pulling out flat has them dropping in caddies
Hot Rod U.S.A.
They're making track records of Abelline
Wearing out to deport them off New Orleans
Want it out ole ole now
Shut down the pretty PA now
Roll it to the San Francisco Bay now
All around you can hear them sing
Yeah, they're shutting them down in every town of The U.S.A.
Hot Rod U.S.A. Ohh Hot Rod U.S.A.
Hey Everybody, man, we can go
Hop in your car and make a trophy run
Want it out ole ole now
Shut down the pretty PA now
Roll it to the San Francisco Bay now
All around you can hear them sing
Yeah, they're shutting them down in every town of The U.S.A.
Year, U.S.A. U.S.A. U.S.A. (Fade out)
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Hot Rod U.S.A. (The Knights version)
(Bobby Darlin / Terry Melcher)
Don't you know they’re
shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
We're driving old woodies up in Salt Lake City
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
Strippin' 'em down now it sure looks pretty
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
They're racing all over even out on the coast now
Give it a try you're gonna dig it the most now
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
Winding out in old L.A. now
Running through the Frisco bay now
Shut 'em down in Phillie P.A. now
All around you can hear 'em say
They're shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
(Whoo ooh ooh U.S.A.)
They're building deuce coupes out in old Cincinnati
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
Pulling out flatheads and droppin' 'em Caddies
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
They're breaking track records out in Abilene
Burnin' up the quarter mile in New Orleans
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
Winding out in old L.A. now
Running through the Frisco bay now
Shut 'em down in Phillie P.A. now
All around you can hear 'em say
They're shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
(Whoo ooh ooh U.S.A.)
Summer's almost here we'll have some fun, fun, fun now
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
Jumpin' with cars makin' trophy run now
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
The whole thing started back in '63
Jan and Dean, the Beach Boys with me
(Hot Rod U.S.A.)
Winding out in old L.A. now
Running through the Frisco bay now
Shut 'em down in Phillie P.A. now
All around you can hear 'em say
They're shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
Shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
Shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
Shut 'em down in every town in the U.S.A.
(Fade out)
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I Call My Baby STP (The Del-Vetts)
(Dennis Dahlquist)
She's real sharp that car of mine.
She's the hottest little wheels of the land.
Well we're movin' down the highway
just as fast as can be,
my STP, my girl and me.
Well we're burnin' up the streets
and down along the lane,
that's why I give her the name.
The name of S.T.P.-
Yeah baby she moves with me.
Yeah baby she's a rare inducted hemi with four on the floor
and when I take her out she's gonna score for me.
Everybody watchin' will truly see.
She's the hottest machine anywhere around,
you'll never hear anyone put her down.
Cause she's my S.T.P.-
Yeah baby she moves with me.
Yeah baby my S.T.P.s
out ahead of the line.
My S.T.P. she can really wind wohh ohh
Nothin' can touch her, Nothin' comes near,
on the road you can see the fear.
The fear of my S.T.P.-
Yeah baby she moves with me. Yeah baby.
(Instrumental)
Nothin' can touch her,
Nothin' comes near,
on the road you can see the fear.
The fear of my S.T.P.-
Yeah baby she moves with me.
Yeah baby.
S.T.P. baby-S.T.P. baby-S.T.P. baby.
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I Don't Wanna Say Goodnight (The Forte Four)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Baby, here we are, somehow I knew I'd feel like this
It's a funny thing but I had a hunch that just we couldn't miss
I should've tried to keep you from knowin'
But how can I keep my love from showin'?
(Chorus)
I don't wanna say goodnight
I don't wanna say goodnight
Baby, please don't make me, please don't make me
Just way you smiled the first time you caught me looking at you?
Or is it just tonight that's makin' me feel just way I do?
It's gettin' late and I should be goin'
But I can't keep my love from showin'
(Chorus)
Don't send me away
when I've been waitin' so long to hold you in my arms
Baby, here we are, somehow I knew it would be like this
It's a funny thing but I had a hunch that just we couldn't miss
I should've tried to keep you from knowin'
But it's too late now, you really got me goin'
(Repeat & Fade out)
I don't wanna say goodnight
I don't wanna say goodnight
Baby, please don't make me, please don't make me
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I Found A Girl (Phil Sloan)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
I, I found a girl
Anybody can see just by looking at me
That I found a girl
Sun that never shined
Is shinin' tonight; I'm feelin' groovy tonight
'Cause I found a girl
(Bridge)
I used to go to parties all alone
But now I can't see how
I lived a life of misery
But things are different now
'Cause I, I found a girl
Who coincidently just happens to be
In love with me
(Instrumental)
Stars that never shined
Is shinin' tonight; I'm feelin' groovy tonight
'Cause I found a girl
(Repeat Bridge)
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I Know You'll Be There (Shelley Fabares)
(P.F.Sloan / Steve Barri)
When things go wrong for me and
I start feelin’ down and blue
I need somebody I can
Come and tell my troubles to
Someone to take my hand
Someone who understand
I know that you’ll be there
To hold me (I know that you’ll be there)
To kiss me (I know that you’ll be there)
To smile and say (Everything’s okay)
A girl needs that certain someone
With a love she can rely on
Someone to share her secrets
And a shoulder that she can cry on
Someone to look up to
I’m so lucky I’ve got you
I know that you’ll be there
To hold me (I know that you’ll be there)
To kiss me (I know that you’ll be there)
(Smile and say) Everything’s okay (Everything’s okay)
(Instrumental)
There comes a whisper in my ear
Make my troubles disappear
I know that you’ll be there
To hold me (I know that you’ll be there)
To kiss me (I know that you’ll be there)
To love me (I know that you’ll be there)
To call me (I know that you’ll be there)
To love me (I know that you’ll be there)
To hold me (I know that you’ll be there)
To love me (I know that you’ll be there)
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I Live For The Sun (The Sunrays)
(Rick Henn)
Go! (Sun sun sun sun, sun sun sun sun)
I live for the sun
Because it means fun
Pretty girls with their guys
Such a love you can't buy
They, they all live for the sun
Go! (Sun sun sun sun, sun sun sun sun)
My girl, my girl and me
We will stay right by the sea
Livin' and lovin' this way
We're with the sun every day
We, we all live for the sun
Go! (Sun sun sun sun, sun sun sun sun)
Sunsets are for lovers
and dancin' mothers
Oh and little girls and their brothers
They all live for the sun
Go! (Sun sun sun sun, sun sun sun sun)
Listen, listen up
Don't be, don't be a dump
Take your girl by the hand
Walk with her in the sand
Always, yes always
We gotta live for the...
(x3):
(Sun sun sun sun, sun sun sun sun)
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I Wanna Take A Trip To The Islands (The Surfaris)
(Ron Wilson)
Everybody's coming and we're going to have a ball
We're going to take a trip to the islands
Surfing is great and it sure is fun
I wanna take a trip to the islands
I want to go where the sport is number one
I wanna take a trip to the islands
Well I wanna take a trip to the islands
Well I'm going to take along my favorite board
I'll surf just as long as I can
I may stay away for a year or more
I'll just lay in the sun and the sand
Cause I know that
Surfing is great and it sure is fun
I wanna take a trip to the islands
I want to go where the sport is number one
I wanna take a trip to the islands
Well I wanna take a trip to the islands
(Instrumental)
We'll surf all day til the sun goes down
We'll have not a worry or care
If the gang could see me surfing down here
They'd want to come and get their share
Cause they know that
Surfing is great and it sure is fun
I wanna take a trip to the islands
I want to go where the sport is number one
I wanna take a trip to the islands
Well I wanna take a trip to the islands
Well I'll find a little baby a-waiting for me
Yeah down in Waimea and Waikiki
Chopping up the surf in Malibu
Just so happy it's me and you
Oh yeah yeah yeah
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I'll Do My Crying Tomorrow (The Heatwaves version)
(Mitch Margo / Phil Margo / Hank Medress / Jay Siegel)
I'll friends all say she doesn't love
I'll smile and say that I don't care
I'll never let them know my sorrow ohh
I'll do my crying tomorrow
They tell me that she loves another
And tryin her leave me cry
Instead of tears I'll turn and go ohh
I'll do my crying tomorrow
(Instrumental)
I know someday I'll find another
I don't know how, I don't know where
Tonight I'll wish upon a star ohh
I'll do my crying tomorrow
I'll do my crying tomorrow
I'll do my crying tomorrow
I'll do my crying tomorrow
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In My '40 Ford (The Kustom Kings)
(Bruce Johnston)
If you try to pass me by
I'll step on the gas, then you'll be last
I know you'll cry
As I fly by
Though you've got the fastest deuce coupe in our town
I'm gonna shut it down
In my '40 Ford
Yes I know your coupe is fast
But you've never seen my flying machine
Go ahead and laugh, so you'll be last
I don't mean to try to spoil all your fun
But I'll be number one
Everytime you're at the drags
Well all you ever do is brags how fast you are
(Fast you are)
I've been working night and day
Yeah, I'm gonna take your groly away
Well, With my car
(With my car, Ohh, With my car)
Ah, Everywhere I go the say that you're the king
But it won't mean a thing
'Cos I'll beat you
Then you'll be through
Though you've got the fastest deuce coupe in our town
I'm gonna shut it down
In my '40 Ford
(Instrumental)
Though you've got the fastest deuce coupe in our town
I'm gonna shut it down
In my '40 Ford
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It Was I (The Fantastic Baggys version)
(Gary Paxton)
You're tellin everybody I'm the one
To blame for all the wrong that you have
done
The day that you walked out and left,
didn't say goodbye
Who was
home alone to sit and cry?
It was I, it was I-I-I-I-I
I gave you all
the love I ever had
The only things I got from you were bad
The times you didn't show up,
The times you didn't call
Who was left alone through it
all?
It was I, it was I-I-I-I-I
My love was always yours to treasure
and to hold
But when you let a love grow idle it will soon grow cold
Temptation is too strong to hide,
are you really satisfied
With my love the way it is?
Let me tell you how it is
Please come back and try to
start anew
I know that it's the proper thing to do
Darling, if we make
up I know well never break up
Then I know it's only me and you-ou-ou-ou
Me and you-ou-ou-ou-ou
The day that you walked out and left,
didn't say goodbye
Who was
home alone to sit and cry?
It was I, it was I-I-I-I-I
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It's As Easy As 1, 2, 3 (Jill Gibson)
(Don Alfred / Jill Gibson)
Tomorrow's the last day
And our summer's through
Tomorrow's the last day
That I'll be with you
'Cause we're through
Forget me
It's as easy as 1, 2, 3
It's time that we parted
Now I have to go
There's already someone else
Who needs me so
Let me go
Forget me
It's as easy as 1, 2, 3
Please let me go away
You know that I can't stay
How can I tell you
I've gotta be free
(Instrumental)
When summer is here again
We'll start anew
We'll relive the moments
That I shared with you
Don't be blue
You wait and see
It's as easy as 1, 2, 3
Please let me go away
You know that I can't stay
How can I tell you
I've gotta be free
(Instrumental)
When summer is here again
We'll start anew
We'll relive the moments
That I shared with you
Don't be blue
You wait and see
It's as easy as 1, 2, 3
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It's Summer Time U.S.A. (The Pixies Three)
(John Madara / David White)
Summertime, summertime USA
Summertime, summertime USA
School is out and we're glad that we passed
Summertime is here at last
There's so many things that we want to do
And we can do them now that school is through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
It's summertime 'cross the USA
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
From San Francisco to Philly, PA
All the girls and the guys from L.A
Will be surfin' every single day
And all the kids from Chicago swim
In that great lake Michigan
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
It's summertime 'cross the USA
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
From San Francisco to Philly, PA
Summertime, summertime USA
Summertime, summertime USA
(Instrumental)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
It's summertime 'cross the USA
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
From San Francisco to Philly, PA
The kids from Baltimore and Washington
Have lots of fun in the summer sun
So until school starts in the fall
Vacation's here and we're havin' a ball
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
It's summertime 'cross the USA
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh oh oh oh
(summertime, summertime)
From San Francisco to Philly, PA
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jai pas le temps (No Go Showboat) (Petula Clark)
(Brian Wilson / Roger Christian / Andre Salvet / Claude Carrere)
(J'ai pas le temps.)
Je n'ai pas le temps.
(J'ai pas le temps.)
Pour le moment, ne sois pas impatient.
Aujourd'hui je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Ne te vexe pas?on se reverra
mais vraiment je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Ne crois pas que c'est expres?
que pour toi je suis pressee.
Je t'assure, c'est pas vaillant (j'ai pas le temps)?
je n'ai pas le temps.
Il y a des jours ou tout va de travers.
Ne dis pas que j'exagere (j'ai pas le temps).
C'est vrai aujourd'hui je n'ai que des ennuis
et un rien me contrarie (j'ai pas le temps).
Fais-moi plaisir, n'insiste pas,
demain on se reverra.
Mais vraiment en ce moment (j'ai pas le temps),
je n'ai pas le temps.
(Instrumental)
Non, je n'ai pas le temps
mais en attendant, tu n'es pas du
tout content (j'ai pas le temps).
Tu veux que je sois seulement pour toi?
pour toi seul a chaque instant (j'ai pas le temps).
Je ne peux pas nuit et jour
ne penser qu'a notre amour.
Alors, si tu m'aimes vraiment (j'ai pas le temps),
sois donc patient en ce moment (j'ai pas le temps).
Je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Oh, non, je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas le temps).
Je n'ai pas le temps (j'ai pas)....
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Leaky Boat Louie (The Weird-Ohs)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
He's kinda big and he looks real fat
(Leaky boat Louie)
With his life preserver and sailing hat
(Leaky boat Louie)
With big cigar and a cool high ball
Louie and his boat can really haul
Leaky boat Louie leaky really hog
When he jumps in his boat for his daily run
(Leaky boat Louie)
You wouldn't believe what Louie calls fun
(Leaky boat Louie)
Everybody knows he's the hog of the lake
Cause he doesn't care for anybody's sake
Leaky boat Louie leaky really hog
(Instrumental)
If you're gonna be in the water today
(Leaky boat Louie)
Ya better make sure you're out'a a his way
(Leaky boat Louie)
If it's leaky boat Louie there ain't no doubt
He'll run ya down if you don't look out
Leaky boat Louie leaky really hog
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Let's Make The Most Of Summer (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Let's make the most of summer
Let's do the things we've been planning all year
Surfin' down at Malibu
Drivin' around every night with you
Let's not waste a moment
Cuz I want everyday to last
Let's make the most of summer
Cuz summer goes so fast
Let's make the most of summer
Drive-in movies we will go
Park along in the very last row
Let's not waste a moment
Cuz I want everyday to last
Let's make the most of summer
Cuz summer goes fast
Let's make the most of summer
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Little Bit Of Heaven (California Suns)
(Gary L. Williams)
Pardon me if stars should fill my eyes
But I've just had a wonderful surprise
I've just found the girl I love
Sent to me down from up above
She's my Little Bit of Heaven
Yeah my Little Bit of Heaven
Little Bit of Heaven, yeah
And she's mine all mine (ooh she's mine all mine)
Don't know how I lived before tonight
With her love she's given my world light
I know she's the one for me
Look in her eyes, it's so plain to see
She's my Little Bit of Heaven
Yeah my Little Bit of Heaven
Little Bit of Heaven, yeah
And she's mine all mine (ooh she's mine all mine)
(Instrumental)
Wish I could explain the way I feel
She is just too perfect to be real
When I snuggle up close to her
My little heart begins to purr
She's my Little Bit of Heaven
Yeah my Little Bit of Heaven
Little Bit of Heaven, yeah
And she's mine all mine (ooh she's mine all mine)
She's mine all mine. . .
She's mine all mine. . .
She's mine all mine. . .
(Fade out)
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Little Ford Ragtop (The Vettes)
(Steve Douglas)
Seen so many customs that I'm bored
Not one's as sharp as my 48 Ford
May be old but it still looks tough
Those hundred horses me just enough
When I wash it up and take it to town
It looks real fine when the top is down
The top is shot but it's under the boot
Gonna get it fixed when I get the loot
48 Ford Ragtop, 48 Ford Ragtop,48 Ford Ragtop,
I should ride my 48 Ford Ragtop
It's nosed and decked and lowered in back
With skirts and whitewalls and lacquered black
And those dual smitties sound just great
I wouldn't take a grand for my little 48
48 Ford Ragtop, 48 Ford Ragtop,48 Ford Ragtop,
I should ride my 48 Ford Ragtop
(Instrumental)
48 Ford Ragtop, 48 Ford Ragtop,48 Ford Ragtop,
I should ride my 48 Ford Ragtop
48 48 Ford Ragtop, 48 48 Ford Ragtop....
48 48 Ford Ragtop, 48 48 Ford Ragtop....
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Little Honda (The Beach Boys / The Hondells)
(Brian Wilson / Mike Love)
(The Beach Boys version) GO!
(The Hondells version) It's all right, It's all right, It's all right
I'm gonna wake you up early cause I'm gonna take a ride with you
We're goin' down to the Honda shop,
I'll tell you what we're gonna do
Put on a ragged sweatshirt,
I'll take you anywhere you want me to
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Second geear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Faster, it's all right
It's not a big motorcycle
Just a groovy little motorbike
It's more fun than a barrel of monkeys
That two-wheeled bike
We'll ride on out of the town
To anyplace I know you like
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Second geear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Faster, it's all right
It climbs the hills like a Matchless
Cause my Honda' built really light
When I go in to the turns
Better hang on tight
I'd better turn on the lights
So we can ride my Honda tonight
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Second geear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Faster, it's all right
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Little Hot Rod Suzie (The Tokens)
(Mitch Margo / Phil Margo / Hank Medress / Jay Siegel)
Little hot rod Suzie
Little hot rod Suzie
Move on, move on, move on
Oh well, there she goes
No-one can survive
She's got the fastest
Set of wheels in this old town
Little hot rod Suzie is her name
Now when you drag It's her kind of game
Little hot rod Suzie
Little hot rod Suzie
Move on, move on, move on
Oh well, she holds 'em in her eye
Just to best 'em every race
But underneath her greaser
There's such a pretty face
So little hot rod Suzie it's the same
A-saking and a loving you're the same
Little hot rod Suzie
Little hot rod Suzie
Move on, move on, move on
She's racing cars on the left
She's racing cars on the right
Oh well, she's dragging in the morning
In the afternoon and night
Oh, little hot rod Suzie is her name
Now when you drag It's her kind of game
Little hot rod Suzie
Little hot rod Suzie
Move on, move on, move on
(Instrumental)
Little hot rod Suzie
Little hot rod Suzie
Move on, move on, move on
She's racing cars on the left
She's racing cars on the right
Oh well, she's dragging in the morning
In the afternoon and night
So little hot rod Suzie it's the same
A-saking and a loving you're the same
Little hot rod Suzie
Little hot rod Suzie
Move on, move on, move on
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Little Lonely Summer Girl (David Box)
(David Box / Roland Pike)
Poor little lonely summer girl
vacation’s made you blue
Poor little lonely summer girl
wish I was there with you
Poor little lonely summer girl
your friends are havin’ fun
They’re too busy laughing
to see you’re only one
They’re so happy school is out
but they don’t understand
hearts that are a summer apart
won’t be happy until school starts again
Poor little lonely summer girl
go on and join your friends
and make yourself smile until
we are together again
They’re so happy school is out
but they don’t understand
hearts that are a summer apart
won’t be happy until school starts again
(Instrumental)
Poor little lonely summer girl
vacation’s made you blue
Poor little lonely summer girl
wish I was there with you
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Lonely Little Beach Girl (Carol Connors)
(Carol Connors)
Lonely little beach girl won't ride the waves today
she's put away her surfboard got nothing more to say
are you sad will you cry
do you feel just like you'll die
lonely little beach girl lonely sad and blue
he's broken your heart it's plain to see
you once loved him so tenderly
his little smile and his eyes so blue
are all a part of a love
lonely little beach girl pretty as can be
lonley little beach girl crying by the sea
let your tears flow away for tomorrow is another day
lonely little beach girl lonely sad and blue
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Lost Summer Love (Shelley Fabares)
(Mark Barkan / Dolores Fuller)
Summer is over and we have parted
Nothing is left of the, the dreams we started
Now all I can I see, oh (Lost summer love)
Is a lonely memory, oh (Lost summer love)
Of a lost summer (Whoa)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Love (Whoa, oh)
Remember the surfin' and the life in sun?
The moonlight dancin' and, and all the fun?
Instead of the love that was mine, oh (Lost summer love)
One that would last for all time, oh (Lost summer love)
Of a lost summer (Whoa)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Love (Whoa)
Stolen kisses in a hidden cove
(Shoo-bee-do, shoo-bee-do)
(Shoo-bee-do, shoo-bee-do)
Whatever happened to those dreams we'd hold? (Ah)
We made lots of promises but didn't keep them
Got a heart full of tears and I'm, I'm gonna weep them
Walkin' by every place, oh (Lost summer love)
The warmth of your sweet embrace, oh (Lost summer love)
Of a lost summer (Whoa)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Love (Whoa, oh)
(Instrumental)
Walkin' by every place, oh (Lost summer love)
The warmth of your sweet embrace, oh (Lost summer love)
Of a lost summer (Whoa)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Love (Whoa, lost summer love)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Love (Whoa, lost summer love)
Of a lost summer (Whoa)
Lost summer (Whoa)
Love (Whoa, lost summer love)
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Masked Grandma (California Suns)
(Carol Connors / Roger Christian)
There's a little old lady just a little bit meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
You'll see her every Friday at three on the dot
When she dances first and crashes in to the lot
All the box boys run to the window and cheer
At the masked and aloof does her shopping here
Granny,granny, go go go
Stocking up and chumping cherries like a reflecto
Racing up and down the sisle in a shopping cart
She's a turnout at the Safeway and the thrifty mall
She's a little old lady just a little bit meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
She runs to the carts like the start of the mans
Knocking down the display of Tomato juice cans
She holds the manager with her feminite charm
How she kisses the joint for the favorite alone
Coz She's a little old lady just a little bit meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
(Instrumental)
The league of women voters has asked her to quite
Terrorizing all the markets with her goodie-grabbing bit
The local police chewed the standing on his hair
Coz granny's gonna strike again but who knows when
Granny,granny, go go go
Stocking up and chumping cherries like a reflecto
Racing up and down the sisle in a shopping cart
She's a turnout at the Safeway and the thrifty mall
Coz She's a little old lady just a little bit meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
Go granny, Go granny go, go, go
Go granny, Go granny go, go, go
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Mister Sandman (The Osmond Brothers version)
(Pat Ballard)
Sandman, sandman
Bring me a dream
Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen
Oh, Mr. Sandman
(sandman, sandman
Bring me a dream)
Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make her the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Give her two lips like roses and clover
And tell me that my lonesome
All my lonesome nights are over
Mr. Sandman
I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman
Bring me a
Sandman, sandman
Bring me a dream
Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen
(Instrumental)
Sandman, sandman
I’m so alone
I need a girl to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman
Bring me a
Sandman, sandman
Bring me a dream
Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen
Sandman, sandman
Bring me a dream
Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen
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The Monkey's Uncle (Annette)
(Robert B. Sherman / Richard M. Sherman)
[Beach Boys:] Uh, huh, She loves the monkey's uncle,
Yeah, yeah,
She loves the monkey's uncle, Whoa, whoa,
She loves the monkey's uncle,
[Annette:] And the monkey's uncle's ape for me!
[Annette:] I don't care what the whole world thinks!
[Beach Boys:] She loves the monkey's uncle!
[Annette:] Call us a couple of "missing links",
[Beach Boys:] She loves the monkey's uncle!
[Annette:] Love all these monkeyshines,
Every day is Valentine's,
I love the monkey's uncle,
And the monkey's uncle's ape for me!
[Beach Boys:] Ape for me!
[Beach Boys:] Uh, huh, She loves the monkey's uncle,
Yeah, yeah,
She loves the monkey's uncle, Whoa, whoa,
She loves the monkey's uncle,
[Annette:] And the monkey's uncle's ape for me!
[Annette:] This in my heart jumps like a clown
[Beach Boys:] She loves the monkey's uncle!
[Annette:] Feels like the circus just came to town!
[Beach Boys:] She loves the monkey's uncle!
[Annette:] I live in a "jungle gym",
In order to be with him
I love the monkey's uncle,
And I wish I were the monkey's aunt!
[Beach Boys:] Monkey's aunt!
(Instrumental)
[Beach Boys:] Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
[Annette:] On the day he marries me
[All:] What a nutty family tree!
[Mike Love:] A bride!
[Brian Wilson:] A groom!
[Beach Boys:] A chimpanzee!
[Annette:] Let them say he's the booby prize!
[Beach Boys:] She loves the monkey's uncle!
[Annette:] He is the guy I idolize!
[Beach Boys:] She loves the monkey's uncle!
[Annette:] Love all those monkeyshines,
Every day is Valentine's,
I love the monkey's uncle,
And the monkey's uncle's ape for me!
[Beach Boys:] Ape for me!
[All:] Uh, huh, She (I) loves (love) the monkey's uncle,
Yeah, yeah,
She (I) loves (love) the monkey's uncle, Whoa, whoa,
She (I) loves (love) the monkey's uncle,
And I'm MAD about his chimpanzee!!!
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Move Out, Little Mustang (Rally Packs)
(Brian Wilson / Roger Christian)
Move out, move out, go little Mustang,
Move out, move out
Late one night I was cruisin' along,
minding my business, doin' nothin' wrong
When all of a sudden I heard the roar
of a fifty-seven T-Bird runnin' full bore
Well I'll tell ya now friends that girl looked sweet,
but she almost ran me off the street
gettin' beat by a guy wouldn't make me mad,
but when a chick shuts you down,
it makes you look bad
Move out, move out, go little Mustang, (go little Mustang)
Move out, move out, go little Mustang, (go little Mustang)
Ya gotta hustle quick,
cause I gotta try an' catch that chick
I had ta' catch up and set her straight,
because from what I could see man she sure looked great
I left it in third now until it redlined,
then I put it in high and let her unwind
When I finally caught up to her I heard her say,
"I dig your Mustang, honey, you goin' my way?"
Well she'll race no more now,
I guarantee, cause from here on in she rides with me
Move out, move out, go little Mustang, (go little Mustang)
Move out, move out, go little Mustang, (go little Mustang)
Ya gotta hustle quick,
cause I gotta try an' catch that chick
Move out move out, little Mustang;
move out move out, little Mustang
Move out move out, little Mustang;
move out move out, little Mustang
Move out
(Fade out)
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Muscle Beach Party (Annette)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian / Brian Wilson)
Everybody workin' out on the sand
From the lastest dance craze to a wild hand stand now
Well last year was great now but this year is better
You better grab your chick
Or else some muscle man will get her
(Muscle Beach Party)
Flex your muscles for kicks now now now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Gotta hustle the chicks yeah yeah yeah
(Muscle Beach Party)
Take you vitamin pill now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Give the honeys a thrill
Here's a 90 lb weakling well he ain't got no place
Cause you know he'd only get the sand kicked in his face
Well cherry little woodies always get the attention
Until the muscle men start the dynamic tension
(Muscle Beach Party)
Flex your muscles for kicks now now now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Gotta hustle the chicks yeah yeah yeah
(Muscle Beach Party)
Take you vitamin pill now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Give the honeys a thrill, let's go!
(Instrumental)
(Muscle Beach Party)
Flex your muscles for kicks now now now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Gotta hustle the chicks yeah yeah yeah
(Muscle Beach Party)
Take you vitamin pill now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Give the honeys a thrill
Well a 90 lb weakling well he ain't got no place
Cause you know he'd only get the sand kicked in his face
Well cherry little woodies always get the attention
Until the muscle men start the dynamic tension
(Muscle Beach Party)
Flex your muscles for kicks now now now
(Muscle Beach Party)
You gotta hustle the chicks yeah yeah yeah
(Muscle Beach Party)
Take you vitamin pill now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Give the honeys a thrill now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Flex your muscles for kicks now now now
(Muscle Beach Party)
You gotta hustle the chicks yeah yeah yeah
(Muscle Beach Party)
Take you vitamin pill now
(Muscle Beach Party)
Give the honeys a thrill
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Muscle Bustle (Donna Loren)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian / Brian Wilson)
Come along with me and we’ll all have some fun
To a swingin’ little beach down on 101
There’s a new dance craze
That they’re gonna teach
The only place to learn is at Muscle Beach
Flex up your thighs
That’s how it goes
Turn your head
Strike up a pose
Do the Mashed Potatoes
Stick out your chest
Guys are lookin’ good
Girls are lookin’ best
Muscle Bustle
Everybody do it now
Muscle Bustle
Move a little muscle now
Muscle Bustle
Everybody kick up the sand
Come on now
Just like a muscle man
(Instrumental)
It’s the latest dance that's goin’ around
If you can’t have it
You’re muscle bound
Do the Slauson Shuffle, as you kick up the sand
Pick up the chicken, you’re a muscle bustle man
Flex up your thighs, that’s how it goes
Turn your head, and you strike up a pose
Do the Mashed Potatoes
As you stick out your chest
Guys are lookin’ good
Girls are lookin’ best
Muscle Bustle
Everybody do it now
Muscle Bustle
Move a little muscle now
Muscle Bustle
Everybody kick up the sand
Come on now
Just like a muscle man
Muscle Bustle
Everybody do it now
Muscle Bustle
Move a little muscle now
Muscle Bustle
Everybody kick up the sand
Come on now
Just like a muscle man
Muscle Bustle
Everybody do it now
Muscle Bustle
Everybody do it now
Muscle Bustle
Everybody do it now
Come on now
Just like a muscle man
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(You Can't Take) My Boyfriend's Woody (The Powder Puffs)
(Bob Feldman / Jerry Goldstein / Richard Gottehrer /
Bianca Freundlich / Robert Kalina)
Wind Wind Wind Wind
Every Sunday moring my boyfriend takes me
driving out in this woodie on the freeway
He's got a dual gated gear and slick,
single rear take the 426 and he day
Oh no you can't take my boyfriend's woodie
He can even keep it locked in first
It don't look like much but when he put that touch
It'll make you think you're in reverse
Wind Wind
He takes me to the place where the guys go race
Everybody thinks their car is most
Yeah, all the guys are bragging
But when it comes to dragging
All they see is my boyfriend's exhaust
Oh no you can't take my boyfriend's woodie
He can even keep it locked in first
It don't look like much but when he put that touch
It'll make you think you're in reverse
Wind Wind
(Instrumental)
Wind Wind
So if you take my advice you're gonna think twice
When my boyfriend pulls up next to you
Cuz I remember the day when he took a Stingray
and he busted all the body too
Oh no you can't take my boyfriend's woodie
He can even keep it locked in first
It don't look like much but when he put that touch
It'll make you think you're in reverse
Oh no you can't take my boyfriend's woodie
He can even keep it locked in first
It don't look like much but when he put that touch
It'll make you think you're in reverse
Wind Wind Wind Wind
(Fade out)
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My Candy Apple Vette (The Tokens)
(Mitch Margo / Phil Margo / Hank Medress / Jay Siegel)
If ever I am lonely
And kind of sad too
I go for a ride in my Candy Apple Vette
Then I'm no longer blue
Her lines are oh so graceful
She runs as smooth as wine
When I go for a ride in my Candy Apple Vette
There's nothing on my mind
When she's in the sunlight, she burns like a flame
Whoever sees her cannot help but whisper her name
She's just like a girlfriend
She's gentle and so fine
Oh, I'm so proud in my Candy Apple Vette
'Cause I know that she's mine
(Instrumental)
If ever I am lonely
And kind of sad too
I go for a ride in my Candy Apple Vette
There I'm no longer blue
(Candy Apple Vette)
(Candy Apple Vette)
(Candy Apple Vette)
(Candy Apple Vette)
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The New Girl In School (Jan & Dean)
(Bob Norman / Jan Berry / Brian Wilson / Roger Christian)
Bob Norman = Bob Norberg
Pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo
I got a fad for the new girl in school
The guys are flippin', but I'm playin' it cool
Everybody's passin' notes in class
They really dig her now, she's such a gas
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde
Do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo, I've got a fad for the
Do ronde ronde ooo
The chicks are jealous of the new girl in school
They put her down and they treat her so cruel
But the guys are goin' out of their minds
She's the finest chick you'll ever find
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde
Do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo, I've got a fad for the
Do ronde ronde ooo
Pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo
(Instrumental)
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde
Do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde ooo, I've got a fad for the
Do ronde ronde ooo
It won't belong till we're havin' a ball
We'll walk and talk and we'll hold hands in the hall
Never thought I'd make it through this year
Sure was a drag till she transferred here
(Repeat & Fade out)
A pa pa pa pa do ronde ronde, do ronde ronde, etc.
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New York's A Lonely Town (The Trade Winds)
(Pete Andreoli / Vini Poncia,Jr.)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh, ahh
My folks moved to New York from California
I should have listened when my buddy said "I warn ya" (warn ya)
There'll be no surfin' there and no one even cares
(My woody's outside)
Covered with snow
(Nowhere to go now)
New York's a lonely town
When you're the only surfer boy around
From Central Park to Pasadena's such a long way
I feel so out of it walkin' down Broadway (Broadway)
I feel so bad each time
I look out there and find
(My woody's outside)
covered with snow
(Nowhere to go now)
New York's a lonely town
When you're the only surfer boy around
ooh, ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
I feel so bad each time
I look out there and find
(My woody's outside)
Covered with snow
(Nowhere to go now)
New York's a lonely town
When you're the only surfer boy around
ooh, ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh, ahh ooh, ooh, ooh
ahh, ahh
(Fade out)
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Once More With Feeling (Alison Wonder)
(Roger Greenaway / Roger Cook)
Once more with feeling, baby
I’d like for you to kiss me
like you did the first time
but it has been a long time
since you said you were mine
I know that I’m no longer in your heart
but baby,
won’t you try again before we have to part
To give me once more
once more with feeling
that little touch I knew so well, oh won’t you
Kiss me once more with feeling
and I will leave and never tell no tale
I’ve noticed lately
you don’t often come around
I get the feeling
someone else’s love you’ve found
You don’t have to tell me that it’s -
oh, baby
there is only one more thing I want to do
So give me once more
once more with feeling
that little touch I knew so well
(Instrumental)
I’d like for you to kiss me
like you did the first time
but it has been a long time
since you said you were mine
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Pamela Jean (The Survivors)
(Brian Wilson.)
A-wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do,
woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
Woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do, woah,
wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
I used to think I was the all-time guy now
I used to put down every girl that came by
I thought I was cool now to treat 'em all mean
But I'll be sweet to my Pamela Jean
Woah yeah (wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do)
Woah oh oh oh oh (wop a-wop a-what I'd do)
Oh oh oh oh oh (wop a-wop a-what I'd do)
Oh oh oh oh oh (wop a-wop a-what I'd do)
I know this town like the palm of my hand now
I've cruised every strip and every hamburger stand now
It really don't matter baby what I've seen
Cause I've found a girl named Pamela Jean
A-wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do, woah,
wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
Woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do, woah,
wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
(Instrumental)
Oh, Pamela Jean, Pamela Jean,
Pamela Jean, Pamela Jean
I never had a steady girl now for more than a day
I get a good thing going then I throw it away
I gotta settle down if you know what I mean
And I'm gonna stick to my Pamela Jean
Woah yeah (wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do)
Woah oh oh oh oh (wop a-wop a-what I'd do)
Oh oh oh oh oh (wop a-wop a-what I'd do)
Oh oh oh oh oh (wop a-wop a-what I'd do)
A-wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do, woah,
wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
Woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do,
woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
A-wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do, woah,
wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
Woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do,
woah, wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
A-wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do, woah,
wop, a-wop, a-what I'd do
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R.P.M. (The Four Speeds / The Customs)
(Gary Usher / Mike Borchetta)
I've got to knock a second off
To get a trophy run
One Grand, Two Grand RPM
If I keep breakin loose on that line then I'm done
Three Grand Four Grand RPM
That’s why I'm winding out I'm winding out
I've gotta get more RPM
I gotta bored chevy met with a 411 rear
Five grand Six grand RPM
With A big chrome Jimi Blower and set of closed gears
Seven Grand Eight grand RPM
That’s Why I'm Windin Out, Windin Out,
I gotta get more RPM
Wind, Wind, Wind ,Wind
I know a couple of guys who are cheating me got more cubes
One Grand Two Grand RPM
They better not miss or they’ll be looking at my tubes
Three grand four grand RPM
That’s why I'm winding out Winding out
I've gotta get more RPM
(Instrumental)
Wind, Wind, Wind ,Wind
Time trials over and the eliminations on
Five grand Six grand RPM
If I jump the gun before the light my trophy will be gone
Seven Grand Eight grand RPM
That’s why I'm winding out I'm winding out
I gotta get more RPM
RPM, RPM, RPM, RPM, RPM
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The RevoLution (Rachel and the Revolvers)
(Brian Wilson / Gary Usher)
A one, a two, a one two three
Rotate, rotate
Revolution, revolution
I found another dance I’m gonna teach it to you
Everybody listen while I give you the cue
Revolution, revolution
Do it all alone or you can start as a pair
Wind yourself around lift your foot in the air
Revolution, revolution
Rotate, rotate
Revolution, revolution
Circle circle, circle ‘round
Circle circle, circle ‘round
(Instrumental)
Circle circle, circle ‘round
Circle circle, circle ‘round
Yeah yeah yeah
(Instrumental)
Rotate, rotate
Revolution, revolution
If you get a little dizzy while you circle around
Reverse the revolution or you’ll go to the back
Revolution, revolution
If you haven’t tried it you don’t know what you miss
It beats the mashed potato locomotion or twist
Revolution, revolution
Rotate, rotate
Revolution, revolution
Revolution, revolution
Rotate, rotate
Revolution, revolution
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Ride The Wild Surf (Jan & Dean)
(Jan Berry / Roger Christian / Brian Wilson)
In Hawaii there's a place called Wyamea Bay
Where the best surfers in the world come to stay
And ride the wild surf, they come to try
To conquer those waves some thirty feet high
(Chorus)
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Gotta take that one last ride
Surf fever brings them here to meet the test
And hangin' round the beach you'll see the best
They're waxed up and ready just a waitin' for
The surf to build up on the northern shore
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Gotta take that one last ride
Lined up and waitin' for that next big set outside
Nothin' can stop you cause ya just gotta ride,
Ride ride ride
The heavies at the pipeline are okay
But they can't match the savage surf at Wyamea Bay
It takes a lot of skill and courage unknown
To catch the last wave and ride it in alone
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Ride ride ride, The wild surf
Gotta take that one last ride
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Run-Around Lover (Sharon Marie)
(Brian Wilson / Mike Love)
Run-around, run around lover
Run-around, run
heard the legend of the lover's school
And how he treated all the girls so cruel
And I'm glad that you should come around
But I'll be ready to put him down.
(Here he comes)
(Here he comes)
I never knew a guy could be so cruel
The way that he came up to me after school
And I never knew a girl could be such a fool
He broke my heart and the golden rule
That lover (run-around, run-around)
Run-around lover (run-around, run-around)
He took me by surprise (run-around)
Here he come
Here he comes
Here he comes
Here he come
Watch out
Run away
From run-around lover (run-around, run-around)
Run-around lover (run-around, run-around)
He took me by surprise (run-around)
(Instrumental)
(Here he comes)
(Here he comes)
So take a lesson from a girl who knows
Keep away from the places that a lover goes
Unless you want to be another number
To that run-around lover
Run-around lover
(run-around, run-around)
Run-around lover
(run-around, run-around)
He took me by surprise
(run-around, run-around)
Well won’t you wave him goodbye
(run-around, run-around)
He took me by surprise
(run-around, run-around)
Well won’t you wave him goodbye
(run-around, run-around)
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Sammy The Sidewalk SurferThe Surfettes)
(Carol Connors / Buzz Cason)
We can't find him at the beaches or the drags in his car
Sammy's gonna tear up the boulevard
Paint it up, paint it up, stripe too
Here comes Sammy down the avenue
He's got the sharpest little board in the neighborhood
with roller ready to wheels and mahogany wood
He's out every afternoon rolling down
He's the leader of the sidewalks all over town
Shooting the hills and hanging ten
Look out here comes Sammy again
Sammy again
Paint it up, paint it up, stripe too
Here comes Sammy down the avenue
He's got the top flying board ready to rock
He rolls and he swerves going all over town
Oneday Sammy wanted to try a new thrill
So he made a rollercoaster to shoot the hill
Last time we saw him it was a week ago
He was heading down the freeway
Towards San Diego, San Diego
Paint it up, paint it up, stripe too
Here comes Sammy down the avenue
Sammy is now a legend down in California way
Everybody Skateboard U.S.A.
He's out every afternoon rolling down
He's the leader of the sidewalks all over town
Shooting the hills and hanging ten
Look out here comes Sammy again
Sammy again
Paint it up, paint it up, stripe too
Here comes Sammy down the avenue
Sammy is now a legend down in California way
Everybody Skateboard U.S.A.
Paint it up, paint it up, stripe too
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Sandy (Ronny and The Daytonas)
(John Buck Wilkin / Buzz Cason)
Hey, girl, with sunlight in your hair (wo-o-o-oh)
It hurts me so to see you standing there (wo-o-o-oh)
O-O-Oh Sandy, you laugh and run away
You just don't care
Your kiss was warmer than the sun (wo-o-o-oh)
And I can't forget all the things we've done (wo-o-o-oh)
O-O-Oh Sandy, do you remember when
I was the one?
You've been around since
That new boy who found you
Took you uptown
So far from me
But someday, you're good times will be through (wo-o-o-oh)
And I know just what you're gonna do (wo-o-o-oh)
You'll come back, Sandy, you know I'll still be here
Waiting for you
Sandy, Sandy
(Spoken)
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy I love you
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Saturday's Hero (The Super Stocks)
(Gary Usher)
He doesn't wear fancy clothes like other guys do
And he doesn't have blond hair and eyes of blue
But when it comes to football well, you better watch out
'Cause when Saturday comes You're gonna hear 'em shout
Take it away, Take it away
We gonna win today
Everybody knows we're gonna win today
Take it away, Now Take it away
Our Saturday Hero
He the envy of the guys he can really throw a pass
When it comes to touchdowns He shows really class
all the girls go crazy just hear 'em scream
He's the undisputed captain of their football team
Take it away, Take it away
We gonna win today
Everybody knows we're gonna win today
Take it away, Now Take it away
Our Saturday Hero
Push 'em back, Push 'em back, Way back
Push 'em back, Push 'em back, Way back
(Instrumental)
He could get any girl if he wanted to
But he goes to practice eveyday after school
Now when he gets on that field He'd different kind of guy
for he hits 'em real hard He never lets 'em get by
Take it away, Take it away
We gonna win today
Everybody knows we're gonna win today
Take it away, Now Take it away
Our Saturday Hero
Push 'em back, Push 'em back, Way back
Take it away, Now Take it away
Our Saturday Hero
(Repiet & Fade out)
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The Scavenger (Doug Salma and Highlanders)
(Paul Nuckles / Gary Paxton)
Well I got a real boss car
Makes all the others look sick
It’s a brand new Dodge dual quad 426
It got a positraction rear
And a four speed on the floor
And if you ever choose me
Honey, you couldn’t ask for more
‘Cause it’s the scavenger (Scavenger)
Yeah the scavenger (Scavenger)
I said it goes, it goes, it goes…
Well I shut down the beach for in their 409
I was halfway through the quarter
And they were still on the line
Then they tried their Stingray
We were racing just for kicks
But all they saw was the
Tail lights on my 426
‘Cause it’s the scavenger (scavenger)
Yeah the scavenger (scavenger)
I said it’s mean, it’s mean…
(Instrumental)
So if you ever go out of draggin’
And you got a real hot car
Try me if you want to
But you won’t get very far
You’ll think you’re in reverse
And it might even make your sick
When the slicks start smoking
On my 426
‘Cause it’s the scavenger (scavenger)
Yeah the scavenger (scavenger)
I said it’s bad, It’s bad…
Oh the scavenger
Yeah yeah the scavenger
I said it’s the scavenger
Hey the scavenger…
(Fade out)
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School is a drag (The Super Stocks)
(Gary Usher)
We all agree and I think you'll see
Yea school is a drag
Every morning in the parking lot now
(We all agree that school is a drag)
We're checkin each car to see what it's got now
(We all agree that school is a drag)
We don’t care about books or tests tubes
All we care about is a link or lubes
(School is a drag Yea school is a drag)
Every single day now school is a drag
Every single way now school is a drag
Don’t even have time for groovy little chicks
To busy checkin out those latest pair of slicks
We all agree and I think you'll see
Yea school is a drag
We know every spect of the latest cars now
(We all agree that school is a drag)
When it comes to math we not getting to far now
(We all agree that school is a drag)
In school we're dreamin of checkerboard flags
We can hardly wait for the 3 o’clock drag
(School is a drag Yea school is a drag)
Every single day now school is a drag
Every single way now school is a drag
Don’t even have time for groovy little chicks
To busy checkin out those latest pair of slicks
We all agree and I think you'll see
Yea school is a drag
(instrumental)
Ooohh school is a drag
We know every spect of the latest cars now
(We all agree that school is a drag)
When it comes to math we not getting to far now
(We all agree that school is a drag)
In school we're dreamin of checkerboard flags
We can hardly wait for the 3 o’clock drag
(School is a drag Yea school is a drag)
Every single day now school is a drag
Every single way now school is a drag
Don’t even have time for groovy little chicks
To busy checkin out those latest pair of slicks
We all agree and I think you'll see
Yea school is a drag
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School Is A Gas (The Wheel Men)
(Gary Usher)
We'll all agree and I think you'll see that
School is a gas Yeah School is a gas
Every morning in the parking lot now
School is a gas, School is a gas
We're checking each car to see what it's got now
School is a gas, School is a gas
We're not top for gaining now
But we're shutting them down for miles around
School is a gas got things to learn
when the class bell rings hear the tires burn
Don't even have time for groovy chicks
Too busy checking out the latest pair of slicks
We'll all agree and I think you'll see that
School is a gas
Got an old 32 that's tough on looks now
School is a gas, School is a gas
And it's got more class than any school book now
School is a gas, School is a gas
In class we're dreaming of checkered glags
'Cause we just can't wait for the 3o'clock drags
School is a gas got things to learn
when the class bell rings hear the tires burn
Don't even have time for groovy chicks
Too busy checking out the latest pair of slicks
We'll all agree and I think you'll see that
School is a gas Yeah School is a gas
(Instrumental)
In class we're dreaming of checkered glags
'Cause we just can't wait for the 3o'clock drags
School is a gas got things to learn
when the class bell rings hear the tires burn
Don't even have time for groovy chicks
Too busy checking out the latest pair of slicks
We'll all agree and I think you'll see that
School is a gas Yeah School is a gas
School is a gas, School is a gas Yeah
School is a gas, School is a gas
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Secret Agent Man (Johnny Rivres)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
There's a man who lives a life of danger.
To everyone he meets, he stays a stranger.
With every move he makes
Another chance he takes.
Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow.
Secret Agent Man, Secret Agent Man
They've given you a number
And taken 'way your name.
Beware of pretty faces that you find.
A pretty face can hide an evil mind.
Don't let the wrong word slip
While kissing persuasive lips.
Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow.
Secret Agent Man, Secret Agent Man
They've given you a number
And taken 'way your name.
(Guitar Solo)
Secret Agent Man, Secret Agent Man
They've given you a number
And taken 'way your name.
Swinging on the Riviera one day.
Lying in a Bombay alley next day.
Be careful what you say
Or you'll give yourself away.
Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow.
Secret Agent Man, Secret Agent Man
They've given you a number
And taken 'way your name.
Secret Agent Man!
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Shame Girl (The Neptunes)
(Gary Usher / Raul Abeyta)
You're sitting home alone another night
I don't feel sorry for a certain pride
Shame girl for the things you try
Shame girl for the way you lie
Your plan to young be out running around
You reputation not's so good in town
Shame girl (Chorus ???)
Shame girl now you stay inside
(Instrumental)
You better change before it gets too late
or don't you know that trouble never waits
Shame girl (Chorus ???)
Shame girl (Chorus ???)
(Repiet & Fade out)
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She Rides With Me (Joey & The Continentals)
(Brian Wilson / Roger Christian)
When she every morning is taken to school
When she recruits a guy, she is so cool
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
All guys are servants
No one knows she rides with me
Well, whether they wait in a long, long time
You know, she always keeps giving you a happy time
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
All guys are servants
No one knows she rides with me
That’s right!
(Instrumental)
All guys are servants
No one knows she rides with me
Who is ridden around me
And left on the wheel
I’ll let you, see she left here we will
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
All guys are servants
No one knows she rides with me
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
All guys are servants
No one knows she rides with me
She rides with me
She rides with me and the ride is so good
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Sidewalk Surfboard (Floyd Robinson)
(Floyd Robinson)
Ah Ah Ah Ah
You wanna get a good beat when the lets go wheeling
on the sidewalk surfboard
Going at it, good place and do the windy good place
on the sidewalk surfboard
You'll never wanna stop once you start to run
You can really really have some fun
on the sidewalk surfboard
Surfing on the sidewalk
Sidewalk surfin'
Sidewalk surfin' with me (Oh baby)
Sidewalk surfin'
Surfing on the sidewalk
Sidewalk surfin' with me
There ain't nothing in the world like the rat winter girl
on the sidewalk surfboard
If you're a swinger then you know it's the only way to go
on the sidewalk surfboard
Going down to the hill you'll never wanna stop
At the bottom you'll be going until you're back on the top
on the sidewalk surfboard
Surfing on the sidewalk
Sidewalk surfin'
Sidewalk surfin' with me (Oh baby)
Sidewalk surfin'
Surfing on the sidewalk
Sidewalk surfin' with me
(Instrumental)
You're gonna get a good ride when you're on the topside
on the sidewalk surfboard
It's only way to go to home invitiong in your lone lane
sidewalk surfboard
If it's a drill that you need then you build a little speed
Going out at the place and feel the wind in your face
on the sidewalk surfboard
Surfing on the sidewalk
Sidewalk surfin'
Sidewalk surfin' with me (Oh baby)
Sidewalk surfin'
Surfing on the sidewalk
Sidewalk surfin' with me (Come on now)
(Fade out)
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Sidewalk Surfin' (Jan & Dean)
(Brian Wilson / Roger Christian)
(Sound representing skateboard rolling)
Grab your board and go sidewalk surfin' with me
Don't be afraid to try the greatest sport around
(Bust your buns, bust your buns now)
It's catchin' on in every city and town
You can do the tricks that surfers do
Just try the Wise-a-moto or the Coff-in-2
Why don't you grab your board and go sidewalk surfin' with me?
You'll prob'ly wipe out when first try to shoot the curl
(Bust your buns, bust your buns, yeah)
Takin' gas and a bush takes a lot of nerve
Just watch for mopeds and pedestrians too
They'll bug you sharp cayabunga now and skate right on through
Why don't you grab your board and go sidewalk surfin' with me?
(Instrumental, with skateboard sound)
Just try the Wise-a-moto or the Coff-in-2
Why don't you grab your board and go sidewalk surfin' with me?
So get your girl and take your tandem down the street
(Bust your buns, bust your buns now)
and she'll know you're an asphalt athlete
Yo, brave man, now give me a kick
But if the sidewalk's cracked, you'd better pull out quick
Why don't you grab your board and go sidewalk surfin' with me?
(Repeat & Fade out)
(Skateboard with me, come get your skateboard with me)
Grab your board and go sidewalk surfin' with me
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Skate Board (The Sidewalk Surfers)
(Bruce Johnston)
Well you don't need a lake
And you don't need an ocean
Just a skateboard
Will give your surfboard more skateboard
It started on the coast where the surfer rule
(Skateboard everywhere)
They did it everyday 'fore and after school
(Skateboard everywhere)
Even surfer girls were allowed to try it
Once you walk the nose
you wanna go right out and buy it
(Do skating skateboard)
Walking the nose now
(Do skating skateboard)
Where can we go now?
(Do skating skateboard)
Do it and stand up
(Do skating skateboard)
Yes, She's a winner
Well you don't need a lake
And you don't need an ocean
Just a skateboard
Will give your surfboard more skateboard
Skateboard's been around for a long long time
(Skateboard everywhere)
Now they just cathing on and you can borrow mine
(Skateboard everywhere)
Skating down a hill or on a sidewalk
Try a garage or a supermarket parking lot
(Do skating skateboard)
Walking the nose now
(Do skating skateboard)
Where can we go now?
(Do skating skateboard)
Do it and stand up
(Do skating skateboard)
Yes, She's a winner
Well you don't need a lake
And you don't need an ocean
Just a skateboard
Will give your surfboard more skateboard
Skater boys and girls are everywhere
From California down to Delaware
There they go
Watch 'em roll
And they don't need a lake
And they don't need an ocean
Just a skateboard
Will give your surfboard more skateboard
Skating on your board is like surfing a wave
(Skateboard everywhere)
It's got the ride's a lot longer,
You can skate night and day
(Skateboard everywhere)
You can do lots of things that you down a surfboard
Run to the nose and then kick out the skateboard
(Do skating skateboard)
Walking the nose now
(Do skating skateboard)
Where can we go now?
(Do skating skateboard)
Do it and stand up
(Do skating skateboard)
Yes, She's a winner
Well you don't need a lake
And you don't need an ocean
Just a skateboard
Will give your surfboard more skateboard
Skateboard
Skateboard
Skateboard
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Skateboard Craze (Willie & The Wheels)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
You know it started last summer
Out on the coast
They started Sidewalk Surfin'
They really dig it the most
And it's really catchin' on now
Across the U.S.A.
Everybody's goin' crazy with the skateboard craze
You oughta see 'em down in Central Park and Coney Island too
Even old Chicago's looking like Malibu
(Instrumental, with skateboard sound)
You see 'em shootin' the curb now
Or ridin' Ten foot hills,
Walkin' the nose down Broadway
Can give you quite a thrill
And you don't need any ocean
You don't need any waves
Just grab your sidewalk surfer
And join the Skateboard Craze
They're surfin' down the street in Denver Colorado
And Cail-i-for-ni-a
They're callin' Philadelphia
Little Waimae Bay
Coz Everybody's goin' crazy for the skateboard craze
Yeah Everybody's goin' crazy with the skateboard craze
Yeah Everybody's goin' crazy for the skateboard craze
Yeah Everybody's goin' crazy with the skateboard craze
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Skiing In The Snow (The Beach Girls)
(Sandy Linzer / Denny Randell)
Chasing all the colors as they're piling up on the hill
Gotta get my gear on ready for a winter of spills
You know I won't shuck and jive
So I might send 'em down now
Once I got the hill I'm gonna run 'em down
Run them down, Skiing in the snow
(Me and my baby, Me and my baby)
Kids are all around, Skiing in the snow
(Just having fun now, Just having fun now)
And at night we'll all stay warm in the cabins below
All weekend there with my guy
There's nothing better, I know
And you should see us build a snowman
with the toughest skiers around
(Toughest around now, Toughest around now)
Moving down a mountain
There's nobody putting us down
(No one around now, Putting us down now)
I feel so proud when I climb to the top of the hill
And make it all the way down without a spill
Run them down, Skiing in the snow
(Me and my baby, Me and my baby)
Kids are all around, Skiing in the snow
(Just having fun now, Just having fun now)
And at night we'll all stay warm in the cabins below
All weekend there with my guy
There's nothing better, I know
Running 'em down now me and my baby
Just having fun now me and my baby
(Fade out)
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Sports Car Sally (Bernadette Castro)
(Artie Kornfeld)
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the sports car rally
She polishes her MG on a Sunday afternoon
It's really shining so bright
And her engine's always turned
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the sports car rally
So you know no that we're best friends and
She comes to call for me
We cruise, two racing girls and I'm proud as I can be
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the sports car rally
Never seems to care for fancy clothes
'Cause she knows
They won't get her half as far as
driving round in her sports car
(Instrumental)
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the sports car rally
Sports car Sally, queen of the sports car rally
(Repiet & Fade out)
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SS 396 (Paul Revere and The Raiders)
(Lou Adessa / Vince Benay)
Forget about your Hemis and your GTOs
I've got a new machine and she really goes
Gonna pass you in the drags and you know darn well
Gettin' beaten by a Porcupine V8 Chevelle
Tac it up now, you'd better be quick
Nothin' could outrun my SS 396
There's lots of chrome goodies sittin' under the hood
She looks real pretty like a tough one should
On her red-line tires, she sits real mean
She's the coolest hot one you've ever seen
Crusin' the highways, I get my kicks
Everybody's diggin' my SS 396
(x2):
Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (she sits real low)
Feel her tires grip the road
Deep breathin' 4 (deep breathin' 4)
Won't let herself show (let herself show)
Feel the rear end down below
I'll take you for a ride and it's really a treat
Just strap yourself into a bucket seat
And the four speed Trammy is startin' to wind
We'll know that Super Sport wants to get off the line
Crusin' the highways, I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396
(Repeat title & Fade out)
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Summer Means Fun (Bruce and Terry)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Surfin' every day down at Malibu
'Neath the warm California sun
No more books, no more homework to do now
'Cause summer means fun
(Chorus)
Summer means fun
(Fun fun, summer means fun now) summer means fun
(and the girls are 2 to 1 now) the girls are 2 to 1
(Lots of fun for everyone now) yes, summer means fun
(Fun fun, summer means fun now)
Drive-in movies every night
Stayin' out till half past 1
Sleep in late and live it light now
'Cause summer means fun
(Chorus)
(Instrumental)
(Chorus)
So come on everybody, grab your baggies and bikinis
'Cause it's only just begun
We're gonna have a ball until the fall now
'Cause summer means fun
(Repeat chorus & Fade out)
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Sunglasses (Hilary version)
(John D. Loudermilk)
I got my swimcap and comb and my paperback book
that I'm almost through
I got my lipstick and mirror and my suntan lotion
and my cam'ra too
I got my beach bag full of all the necessary items
for a day in the sun
And of course it wouldn't be like me
if I didn't bring along
Some sunglasses hmm to hide behind
Sunglasses hmm to cry behind
Sunglasses hmm to die behind
Dear while I lie and cry and sigh and hurt
and watch you while you flirt
With your somebody new makin' me blue
I brought my towel and transistor radio
so I could tell all the time
Cause the Top Forty records and
the weather sports will get you off of my mind
I'll rent an umbrella from the lifeguard fella
with the dreamy eyes
And you can bet I couldn't forget my old standby's
My sunglasses hmm to hide behind
Sunglasses hmm to cry behind
Sunglasses hmm to die behind
Dear while I lie and cry and sigh and hurt
and watch you while you flirt
With your somebody new makin' me blue
Sunglasses sunglasses sunglasses
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Super Hawk (Jay and The Deltas)
(Eddy Adkinson / Terry Christoffersen =
Eddy Atkinson / Terry Christofferson)
Two wheels are better than four Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Two wheels are better than four
I'm gonna be the very first guy in town
to get a cycle, I bet
The other guys are gonna envy me
when they see all girls I get
I'm gonna put them down
I'm gonna be walking around
with my brand new bike I'll be set
'Cause
Two wheels are better than four Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Two wheels are better than four
A big Super Hawk its gonna be I'll take I everywhere I go
with a 305 that can really get lost
I'll be anything but slow
from Asheville to Aspen to Amarillo
I'll be a winner at evey show
'Cause
Two wheels are better than four Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Two wheels are better than four
Stroker forward scramble back
The best you've evey seen
Mavic tires and a shifting floor
Man that a gassy machine
I guess by now you know that
I'm about as eager as I can be
to get a Super Hawk and cruise the streets
Hanging donuts as plain as can be
I'll be a big man then a real kingpin
with my Super Hawk wait and see
'Cause
Two wheels are better than four Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Two wheels are better than four
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Surfer Boys' Dream Come True (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
With that pretty blond hair and that bikini you wear
You're a surfer boy's a dream come true
Here I stand surf board in hand on the beach
Just looking at you
I can't believe my eyes and all the other guys
are standing and looking at you too
Cuz you're a surfer boy's dream come true
Oh yes, you are surfer boy's dream come true
And I'm, Oh yes, I'm in love with you
Remember the day you gave your heart to me
while we were surfing out at Malibu
And I was so proud when you gave me permission
to name my woody after you
Surfer boy's dream come true
Oh yes, you are surfer boy's dream come true
And when I realize of all the surfer guys
You gave your heart to me
Surfer boy's dream come true
Oh yes, you are
Surfer boy's dream come true
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Surfer Dan (The Turtles)
(The Turtles)
Moving so fast you can't see him go by
Everybody's talking bout Surfer Dan
Doheny to Nirvana in his Chevy Sedan
Moving so fast you can't see him go by
He's a gremmie Mahareshi in his baggies
and beads
Super Stock surfer jock down to his knees
He's so ripped he can't see you go by
Surfer Dan someone that everyone knows
(He's so cool you know his cool is cool)
27 girls follow wherever he goes
Everybody's looking for Surfer Dan
Skinny Minnie, mom and dad and Uncle Sam
He's so cool they can't see him go by
Surfer Dan someone that everyone knows
(He's so cool you know his cool is cool)
27 girls follow wherever he goes
(Boss, Stoked, Groovy)
Everybody's talking bout Surfer Dan
Doheny to Nirvana in his Chevy Sedan
Moving so fast you can't see him go by
He's so ripped he can't see you go by
He's so cool you can't see him go by
Surfer Dan...
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Surfer Joe (The Surfaris)
(Ron Wilson)
Down in Doheny where the surfers all go
There's a big, bleached blondie named Surfer Joe
He has a green surfboard with a woody to match
And when he's ridin' the freeways
Man, is he hard to catch!
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, surfer
Surfer Joe, go man go
Oh, oh oh oh Surfer Joe
I saw him one day flyin' down the road
With 26 surfboards and a hundred pound load
I knew where he was headin', tryin' to reach
The playground of the surfboarders, Doheney Beach
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, surfer
Surfer Joe, go man go
Oh, oh oh oh Surfer Joe
He went down to Huntington Beach one week
For the annual surfers' convention meet
He was hangin' five and walkin' the nose
And when the meet was over, the trophy was Joe's
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, surfer
Surfer Joe, go man go,
Oh, oh oh oh Surfer Joe
Ok let's go
(Instrumental)
Surfer Joe joined Uncle Sam's marines today
They stationed him at Pendleton, not far away
They cut of his big blonde locks I'm told
And when he went on maneuvers Joe caught cold
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, surfer
Surfer Joe, go man go,
Oh surfer Joe
Nah, now that didn't stop him or keep him away
When the surf was up he still had his day
They caught him at the trestle
Down by the sea
And now poor Joe is doing KP
Surfer Joe, now look at him go
Surfer, surfer surfer Joe
Go man go
Oh oh oh oh Surfer Joe
Oh-huh-oh oh-huho oh-huh-o
(Poor Joe!)
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(Dance With The) Surfin’ Band (Hal Blaine & The Young Cougars)
(Hal Blaine)
Hey, everybody!
You better surfing and kicking sand
So get your Levi's on and c'mon down
We gonna dance to the surfin' band
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
Everybody's stomping,
Stomping to the surfin' band
Everybody's stomping,
Stomping to the surfin' band
(dum-dum-dum-dum)
Summertime is surfing time - all over the world!
(Drum break)
Hey!
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
Hey, everybody!
You better surfing and kicking sand
So get your Levi's on and c'mon down
We gonna dance to the surfin' band
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
(dum-dum-dum-dum)
Summertime is surfing time - all over the world!
(Drum break)
Hey!
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
Everybody's dancing,
Dancing to the surfin' band
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Surfin' Bird (The Trashmen)
(Steve Wahrer)
A well a everybody's say about the bird
A well a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a everybody's say about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A well a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody talking about that the bird is the word!
A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
(Breaks)
Babababababa
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Mmma mama Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
A well a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
Mmma mama Papa Mmma mama
(Fade out)
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Surfin' Craze (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
You know it happens every summer
The minute school lets out
All the surfers and honies
Start to scream and shout
Keepin' out at the beaches
They won't be home for days
Year, Everybody's gone crazy
With the surfin' craze
You see them surfin' every down at the beach
And the T.J. slows
Rock out at beach and Lincoln
They'll all be walkin' the nose
(Instrumental)
You see them wearin' their doggers
And their baggies too
Drivin' round in their new woodies
Down in Malibu
You see them shootin' the toot now
Catchin' the waves
Everybody's goin' crazy
With the surfin' craze
You see them surfin' every down at the beach
And the T.J. slows
Rock out at beach and Lincoln
They'll all be walkin' the nose
Cuz Everybody's gone crazy
With the surfin' craze
Everybody's gone crazy
With the surfin' craze
Yeah Everybody's gone crazy
With the surfin' craze
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Surfin' Hootenanny (Al Casey With The K-C-Ettes)
(Lee Hazlewood)
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
Oh, oh, come on
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
Oh, oh, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
And the guitar player
You're gonna meet
Oh, oh, come on
They'll be playing
That surfing beat
Oh, oh, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
Dick Dale!
Oh, oh, come on
The Ventures!
Oh, oh, come on
Duane Eddy!
Oh, oh, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
Oh, oh, come on
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
Oh, oh, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
We're gonna have
A surfing hootenanny
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Surfin' Tragedy (The Breakers)
(Robert J. Hafner / Anthony J. Hilder)
The sun was rising on the Earth that day,
wow woh...
The surf was breaking big and the sky was gray,
wow woh...
No one would have known that the day was yet to show
A tragedy, wow woh... surfin' tragedy
Shooting up the curl with his head held high,
wow woh...
He waved to his girl as the beach went by,
wow woh...
Little did he know that the day was yet to show
A tragedy, wow woh... surfin' tragedy
Skilled at surfin', he was the best
Forty miles per hour, riding the crest
Right between the pilings of a Malibu pier
While darting to the wipe out as the pilings appeared
The sun was setting on the Earth that day,
wow woh...
The tide as it set seemed to say,
wow woh...
You should've stayed at home
But how could you have known
Your destiny was to be
A tragedy, surfin' tragedy
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Surfin's Back Again (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
All winter long the know it alls were making fun of me
For taking care of that board I bought in the summer of '63
Surfer boy now use your head everybody knows that surfin's dead
Yeah, but Surfin's Back Again, Yeah Surfin' Back Again
The Kids are spending their days just riding their waves
Cuz Surfin's Back Again
The DJ's on the radio haven't played any surfin's songs
I have't heard last summer's hits this whole winter long
But just this morning sounding so pretty
I heard Jan & Dean singing Surf City
Yeah Surfin's Back Again, Yeah Surfin' Back Again
I hear The Beach Boys playin' Surfin' USA
and Surfin's Back Again
(Instrumental)
From when vacation starts at the end of school
Yeah, Once again now surfers rule
Yeah Surfin's Back Again, Yeah Surfin' Back Again
Yeah, It's so much fun just ask anyone now
Surfin's Back Again
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Swimtime U.S.A. (The Life Guards)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Hey everybody it's swimtime
Swimtime U.S.A.
Hey everybody stop messing
Stop the twisting
I'm gonna clue you in
There's a brand new dance and it's called the Swim
It's swimtime, swimtime U.S.A.
Let's swim from the New York Coast to San Francisco Bay
Swimtime U.S.A.
Well it started with the front stroke
Then you try and do the back stroke
Then you hold your nose and you dive right in
and you're doing the swim
It's swimtime, swimtime U.S.A.
Let's swim from the New York Coast to San Francisco Bay
Swimtime U.S.A.
(Instrumental)
Just forget about your mashing
Start splishing and splashing
Everybody listen here we're gonna go swiming
Let's swim
It's swimtime, swimtime U.S.A.
Let's swim from the New York Coast to San Francisco Bay
Swimtime U.S.A.
Come on see you backstroke
around see you crawl
Then front stroke a little side stroke
get your stroke right on
It's swimtime, swimtime U.S.A.
Let's swim from the New York Coast to San Francisco Bay
Swimtime U.S.A.
(Repiet & Fade out)
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Tell 'em I'm Surfin' (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Hey mom, If any other girl from the baseball team
Ever call me on the phone
to ask me to play an important game
just say their captain ain't at home
Tell 'em I'm surfin'
(Don't care about hittin' homeruns now)
Tell 'em I'm surfin'
(Wanna have me some fun fun fun now)
I'm tradin' in you know that ball sail sea and then the fall
I'm goin' surfin'
And if that pretty little girl from across the street
Who's been botherin' me for days
To go swimmin' in her pool well her pool's real cool
But it hasn't got ten foot waves
Tell her I'm surfin'
(she's a mighty, mighty cute girl now)
Tell her I'm surfin'
(but I'd rather be shooting the curl, now)
If she wants some company I'll be out at Wind and sea
I'm goin' surfin'
Last year I had a summer job
and all day long I had to run around
But now I can afford a new surfboard
And all summer long I'm gonna bum around
So just pack me a lunch and I'll be on my way
Oh, yeah there's one more thing to do
If the mailman comes with a letter for
me
Just forward it to Malibu
Where I'll be surfin'
(just drop it in my '34 Ford now)
Tell 'em I'm surfin'
(I'll read it while I'm waxin' my board now)
I won't be home for days, I'll be ridin' the waves,
I’m goin' surfin’
I’m goin' surfin’
(Gonna throw my books away)
I’m goin' surfin’
(You're gonna surf twenty-four hours a day now)
I won't be home for days, I'll be ridin' the wave
I'm goin' surfin'
I'm goin' surfin'
I'm goin' surfin'
I'm goin' surfin'
I'm goin' surfin'
I'm goin' surfin'
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That's Cool, That's Trash (The Street Cleaners)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Here's gonna be great big party at my house
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's cool)
But I'm chargin' two daughters to get into my house
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's trash)
Yeah the food and the drinks are all for free
But If you want to pay the cook you gotta find for me
Now there ain't gonna be any kissin' on the dance floor
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's trash)
But ain't gonna be any dancin' on the kissin' floor
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's cool)
I got a lot of fun records for you to hear
But my phonograph hasn't worked for over a year
Bridge:
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's cool)
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's trash)
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's cool)
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's trash)
And That's cool,cool,cool....
That's trash!
There'll be a lot of pretty girls who love to rock
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's cool)
But oh gotta leave by nine o'clock
(La-la la-la-la-la la-la, that's trash)
But later on our guy we can go for a ride
I got a new motorscooter with Powerglide
(Repeat Bridge)
That's trash !
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There Is No Greater Sin (The Boys Next Door)
(Al Kooper / Irwin Levine)
She's poor man's daughter
She don't do the world no harm
She goes to church on Sunday and
no one has to twist her arm
And you sit there and boast of how
You'll wreck her when you're through-ooo ahh
Ah there is no greater sin
than what you're trying to do
She so young and innocent
she'd let a captured fly go free
So if you want to conquer something
climb a mountain or swim a sea
Being a man's important from
a young boy's point of view-ooo ahh
Yes there is no greater sin
than what you're trying to do
(Instrumental)
Leave that pretty flower be
don't pick her for she's grown
Find yourself a wildflower
leave the other kind alone
Temptation's way can make her old
before her time is do-ooo ahh
And there is no greater sin
than what you're trying to do
Nah there is no greater sin
than what you're tryyying to do
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Thinkin' 'Bout You Baby (Sharon Marie)
(Brian Wilson / Mike Love)
(Thinkin’ about you baby)
I lie awake in bed
As thoughts go through my head
Thinking of what I’ll do
To make you love me too
I hardly sleep a wink
Just lie awake and think
I’ll do anything you say
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Anything to make you stay
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Gonna let you have your way
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
It’s this way every night
Til’ the dawn brings the morning light
My days don’t last too long
But my nights go on and on
Even when fall I asleep
My heart says with every beat
I’ll do anything you say
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Anything to make you stay
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Gonna let you have your way
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Sometimes it gets so bad
Mostly when I’m feeling sad
I’m alone without my guy
And the tears come to my eyes
But I know when it gets light
Everythings going to be alright
I’ll do anything you say
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Anything to make you stay
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Gonna let you have your way
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
(Thinkin’ ‘Bout You Baby)
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This Bike of Mine (The Super Stocks)
(Brian Wilson / Gary Usher)
This bike of mine
Oh when I saw it now, She wasn't much
Pretty dusty
This bike of mine
The man who sold it said the needed a clutch
Old and rusty
I wouldn't trade it for a new trail master
'Cause my little bike seems a whole lot faster
To me
Everyone says
You're just a wasting time it's running said
She won't do now
I didn't care
I knew I'd fix her so she wouldn't look bad
Just for you now
I couldn't wait to show you what it was like
And take you for a ride on this little bike of mine
(Chorus)
Dit til lee hup hup dit til lee hup hup
oooooo This bike of mine
(Instrumental)
Now all I need to make it complete
Is to have you hear on my buddy seat of
This bike of mine
(Chorus & Fade out)
Dit til lee hup hup dit til lee hup hup
oooooo This bike of mine
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This Car of Mine (The Beach Boys)
(Brian Wilson / Mike Love)
This car of mine
A-win I got (bought) her now she wasn't new
Old and broke
down
This car of mine
There's been a lot of races we been through
No
slow poke now
I never want to part with her you see
This little car
means a heck of a lot to me
(This car of mine, oooooo)
I remember the
day
A-when I chose her over all those old broken junkers
Thought I could
tell
Underneath a coat of rust she was gold
No clunker
Just
couldn't wait to take her home with me
And fix her up just as new as she
could be
(This car of mine, this car of mine, this car of mine,
this car of mine, oooooo)
Ain't no amount of gold any mine
Would be enough to take
away this car of mine
(This car of mine, dit til lee hup hup)
This car of
mine
(Dit til lee hup hup dit til lee hup hup)
Oh his car of mine
(Dit
til lee hup hup dit til lee hup hup)
She's so so fine now
(Dit til lee hup
hup dit til lee hup hup)
This car, this car so fine now
(Dit til lee hup
hup dit til lee hup hup)
Mmm she's so fine...
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This Little Woody (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
She may not have the fastest time in town
Yeah, on she does a good job carrying my board around
Year, on the way to the beach she'll wobble and jerk
But for the twenty years that the radios work
How can you beat this little woody
This little woody, how can you beat her
She don't complain about the cheap gas I feed her
I know she loves the way that I treat her
This little woody of mine
(Instrumental)
You know the honies go crazy when I give them a ride
You couldn't find a better bug, yeah honey, if you tried
Oh, how can you beat this little woody
This little woody, how can you beat her
She don't complain about the cheap gas I feed her
I know she loves the way that I treat her
This little woody of mine
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Thunder Road (The Super Stocks)
(Don Raye / Robert Mitchum)
Let me tell the story, For I can tell it all
About the mountain
boy who ran illegal alcohol
His daddy made the whiskey,
His son he drove the load now
When they haerd his engine roar
they called the Thunder Road.
And you can hear the thunder thunder
On the thunder road now
Thunder was his engine and white lightning was
His load now
And there was moonshine
Just for the Devil's thirst
The law swore they'd get him
but the Devil got him first
Son his dad he told him
Make this run your last
The tank is filled with 100 proof
You're all tuned up and gassed
Don’t take any chances son
Cause if you can't get through now
I'd rather have you back again
Than all that mountain dew
Blazing right through Knoxville Town
and out on the Kingston Pike
Outside of Bearden Town
They make but they made the fatal strike.
He left the road at 90 miles
That’s all there is to say
The devil got the moonshine and
The mountain boy that day
(Instrumental)
Gotta Drive this road now
On thunder road now...
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Wax Up Your Boar (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Wax up boards get your Rucci sandals on
My woody's ready to go
I got a big gun board I wanna see how she handles
(Wanna speed ride you gotta make a glide now
Wanna speed ride you gotta make a glide now)
When we make it to the T.J.slopes
We're gonna shoot the curl and walk the nose
You laugh at the grammies trying to have five toe so
Wax up your boards, wax up your boards
You'll be heading out on the Surfin' Safari
Down Surf Rout 101
(Beach Boys, Beach Girls will be there)
There'll be a million Wahinis wearin' bikinis and guys in Pendeltons
(Beach Boys, Beach Girls will be there)
And we'll be grabbing around and pushing through
If you wanna come along now you know what to do just
Wax up your boards, wax up your boards
And if you wanna speed ride you gotta make a glide
I know what I'm talkin' about (I know what I'm talkin' about)
Cuz when you hit the wall you go over the fall
And you're gonna keep my time so (keep my time now)
Wax up your boards, wax up your boards
Beach boys, Beach girls will be there
Wanna speed ride you gotta make a glide now
Wanna speed ride you gotta make a glide now
And we'll be grabbing around pushing through
If you wanna come along now you know what to do just
Wax up your boards, wax up your boards
Wax up your boards You come on now
(Beach Boys, Beach Girls will be there)
Wax up your boards You come on now
(Beach Boys, Beach Girls will be there)
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When Surfers Rule (The Fantastic Baggys)
(P.F. Sloan / Steve Barri)
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Yeah, Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Yeah when the surfers rule it's gonna be a blast
(Surfer's rule, they're taking over school)
Yeah, the way it's gonna go, gonna have a surfer class
(Surfer's rule, they're taking over school)
Yeah, only woodie allowed in the parking lot
and we'll head out to the beach when it gets too hot
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Yeah, everything is cool when the surfers rule
Yeah now, every teacher's gonna have bushy blond hair
(Surfer's rule, they're taking over school)
and you can watch at one person the teacher won't care
(Surfer's rule, they're taking over school)
And if you get the urge just tell the teach
See you later there gonna make it to the beach
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Yeah, everything is cool when the surfer rule
(Instrumental)
Yeah when the surfer rule it's gonna be fun
Even the B.V.P. will wear a Pendelton
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Yeah, everything is cool when the surfer rule
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
Surfer's rule, they're taking over school
(Fade out)
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The Wild One (The Grads)
(Gary Usher / Roger Christian)
They said he'd do anything just for a thrill
But reckless as he was he always drove with skill
He always drove alone 'Cause he never had a friend
And every one said he'd meet a tragic end
He was a wild one, wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
He had beaten the best from all over town
He'd given them a length and always shut 'em down
Those who raced with him always finished last
'Cause he drove real hard and he drove real fast
He was a wild one, wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
(Instrumental)
Then one night it happened on a steep windin' hill
He was passin' cars like they were standin' still
He crossed the double line Yes, he took his last ride
He didn't see the semi comin' up the other side
He was a wild one, wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Then one night it happened on a steep windin' hill
He was passin' cars like they were standin' still
He crossed the double line Yes, he took his last ride
He didn't see the semi comin' up the other side
He was a wild one, wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
Wild one, Wild one
(Repiet & Fade out)
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You're So Good To Me (The Beach Boys / Debra Swisher)
(Brian Wilson / Mike Love)
You're kinda small
And you're such a doll
I'm glad you're mine
You're so good to me
How come you are
You take my hand
And you understand
When I get in a bad mood
You're so good to me
And I love it, love it
You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah
I know your eyes
Are not on the guys
When we're apart
You're so true to me
How come you are
And every night
You hold me so tight
When I kiss you goodbye
You're so good to me
And I love it, love it
You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah
You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah
You're my baby
Oh yeah
Don't mean maybe
Oh yeah
You're my baby
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Your Baby’s Gone Surfin’ (Duane Eddy)
(Lee Hazlewood / Duane Eddy)
Well, I called up my baby
On the telephone
It just kept ringing
No one was home
Then I saw my best friend
And her face turned red
When I asked my best friend
This is what she said
Your baby's gone surfing
Surfing, surfing and I know where
Your baby's gone surfing
Surfing, surfing and I know where
He's down at the beaches
Beaches, beaches having fun
Your baby's gone surfing
Surfing, surfing, like everyone
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Your baby's gone dancing
Dancing, dancing to the surfing band
Your baby's gone dancing
Dancing, dancing to the guitar man
Your baby's gone dancing
Dancing, dancing, having fun
Your baby's gone dancing
Dancing, dancing like everyone
Oh, your baby's gone dancing with everyone
Your baby is surfing to the surfing band
Oh, he's down at the beach, having fun
Your baby is dancing, dancing
Dancing with everyone
Oh, your baby is dancing
Whoa, he's dancing
Whoa, he's dancing
Yes, he's dancing
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