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)