The Beach Boys
The Beach Boys - Beach Boys Medley lyrics
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Beach Boys Medley Beach Boys I, I love the colorful clothes she wears And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair I hear the sound of a gentle word On the wind that lifts her perfume Through the air I'm pickin' up good vibrations She's giving me excitations Good, good, good, good vibrations (Oom, bop, bop) She's giving me excitations (Oom, bop, bop, excitations) Good, good, good, good vibrations Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda Help me, Rhonda, yeah Get her out of my heart We always take my car 'Cos it's never been beat And we've never missed yet With the girls we meet None of the guys go steady 'Cos it wouldn't be right To leave their best girl home Now on Saturday night I get around Get around round, round I get around From town to town Get around round, round I get around I'm a real cool head Get around round, round I get around I'm makin' real good bread Get around round, round I get around I get around Round Whoooa-oh-oh-oooh Whoooa-oh-oh-oooh Round, round get around I get around Yeah, get around Whoooa-oh-oh-oooh It happened on the strip Where the road is wide (Rev it up, now) Two cool shorts standin' side by side (Rev it up, now) Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray And a four-thirteen (Rev it up, now) Revvin' up our engines And it sounds real mean (Rev it up, now) Tach it up, tach it up Buddy gonna shut you down Come on (surfin') Baby wait and see (surfin' safari) Yes, I'm gonna (surfin') Take you surfin' (surfin' safari) with me Come along (surfin') Baby wait and see (surfin' safari) Yes I'm gonna (surfin') Take you surfin' (surfin' safari) with me Let's go surfin' now Everybody's learnin' how Come on and safari with me Bar-bar-bar, bar Barbar Ann Bar-bar-bar, bar Barbar Ann Barbara Ann Take my hand (Bar-bar-bar-bar Barbar Ann) Barbara Ann (Bar-bar-bar, bar Barbar Ann) You got me rockin' and a rollin' Rockin' and a reelin', Barbara Ann Bar-bar-bar, bar Barbar Ann Let's go now If everybody had an ocean Across the USA Then everybody'd be surfin' Like Californ-i-a You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies Huarachi sandals too A bushy, bushy blonde hairdo Surfin' USA Well, she got her Daddy's car And she cruised through The hamburger stand, now Seems she forgot all about the library Like she told her old man, now And with the radio blastin' Goes cruising just as fast as she can, now And she'll have fun, fun, fun 'Til her daddy took the T-Bird away (Fun, fun, fun) (Now that Daddy took the T-Bird away) Ooo-weeee, ooo-weeee, ooooo (Fun, fun, fun) (Now that Daddy took the T-Bird away) Ooo-weeee, ooo-weeee, ooooo (Fun, fun, fun) (Now that Daddy took the T-Bird away)