Beach Boy Gold
We'll remember always
The golden Beach Boys songs
Catch your wave
You'll be sittin' on top of the world
If everybody had a notion
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin' by California
They'll all be gone for the summer
They'll on Safari to stay
Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.A.
Round, round get around
I get around yeah
Get around round, round
I get around
I get around
Get around round, round
I get around out of town
Get around round, round
I get around I'll be on my way
Get around round, round
I get around with my girlfriend
Get around round, round
I get around I'm getting bugged
Driving up and down
The same old strip
Gotta find a new place
Where the kids are hip
My buddies and me are getting real
Well-known yeah
The bad guys knows us
And they leave us alone
I get around
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
Well, she'll get her Daddy's car
And she'll cruise through
The hamburger stand now
She's forget about the library like
She told her old man now
And with the radio blasting goes
Cruising as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Oh, let me go home
Let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
Just like the John B
Just like the John B
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
Let me go home
At the six hour school
I had enough of the day
I hit the radio dial
Until it went all the way
I gotta dance, dance, dance
Right there on the floor
Dance on the floor
Dance, dance, dance
Oh, the beat's real hard really hard
Dance, dance, dance
Right there on the spot
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance yeah
When I grow up to be man
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations.
The golden Beach Boys songs
Catch your wave
You'll be sittin' on top of the world
If everybody had a notion
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin' by California
They'll all be gone for the summer
They'll on Safari to stay
Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.A.
Round, round get around
I get around yeah
Get around round, round
I get around
I get around
Get around round, round
I get around out of town
Get around round, round
I get around I'll be on my way
Get around round, round
I get around with my girlfriend
Get around round, round
I get around I'm getting bugged
Driving up and down
The same old strip
Gotta find a new place
Where the kids are hip
My buddies and me are getting real
Well-known yeah
The bad guys knows us
And they leave us alone
I get around
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
Well, she'll get her Daddy's car
And she'll cruise through
The hamburger stand now
She's forget about the library like
She told her old man now
And with the radio blasting goes
Cruising as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her Daddy takes her T-Bird away
Oh, let me go home
Let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
Just like the John B
Just like the John B
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
Let me go home
At the six hour school
I had enough of the day
I hit the radio dial
Until it went all the way
I gotta dance, dance, dance
Right there on the floor
Dance on the floor
Dance, dance, dance
Oh, the beat's real hard really hard
Dance, dance, dance
Right there on the spot
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance yeah
When I grow up to be man
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Got to keep
Those real good vibrations
Are happening with her
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations
Good, good, good, good vibrations
Bop, bop excitations.
Credits
Writer(s): Sherman, Traditional
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.