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The Beach Boys - Still Cruisin' Album Lyrics



The Beach Boys - Still Cruisin' Lyrics






Still Cruisin

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on

Hey baby come on
Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby come on

Now get yourself in gear
Oh baby come on
Still cruisin' after all of these years
Hey girl let's go for a spin
Hop in my hot rod and do it again

You've got a greenhouse effect on me
I know a secret spot
Paradise by the sea
We'll find a place to park
That's kinda cool after dark

We'll take a trip on up to the lake
Down by the river
Where we can make out
On the island

Wake up on the cape
Punch up yor favorite staion
Toss in your favorite tape
When we go cruisin'
Well everything is all right

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby when we go cruisin' now

Baby put your top down
Parade around down town
People trying to cool down
Party all summer long

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby come on

Now get yourself in gear
Baby baby come on
Still cruisin' after all of these years

Everybody got a favorite spot
Where they like to come a lot

When we go cruisin' Well everything is all right

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby when we go crusin' now

People dancin' in the sand
Rockin' to a reggae band
Lovers walkin' hand in hand
Party all summer long

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby come on

Now get yourself in gear
Baby baby come on
Still cruisin' after all of these years

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby come on

Now get yourself in gear
Baby baby come on
Still cruisin' after all of these years

Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby come on

Now get yourself in gear
Baby baby come on
Still cruisin' after all of these years

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Writer: MIKE EDWARD LOVE, TERRY MELCHER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management




Somewhere Near Japan

Late last night I got an S. O. S.
The fairy tale girl's in deep in distress
She says I don't know where I am
But it's near Japan

My engine's all burned out
My crew has all bailed out
I don't know where I am
But it's somewhere near Japan

And she said
"Rescue me"
I'm somewhere in the
China Sea
I think I'm sinkin' fast
This call is probably my last
I'm throwin' out a life line
And I'm doin' it for old time's sake
Though I know you're gonna break my heart
One more time

Late last night I got an S. O. S.
The fairy tale girl's in deep in distress
She says I don't know where I am
But it's near Japan

My engine's all burned out
My crew has all bailed out
I don't know where I am
But it's somewhere near Japan

And she said "thank you dear"
I think she sounded quite sincere
And when she turned to go
She said "I crave adventure don't you know"

And now she's driftin' on some Chinese junk
Her world is spinning and her hope has sunk
So I close my eyes
And somewhere near Japan
The spinning stopped and the world stood still
I broke her fall and I always will
Strung out in no man's land
Somewhere near Japan
Rescue me
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Writer: JOHN PHILLIPS, BRUCE JOHNSTON, MIKE LOVE, TERRY MELCHER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management




Island Girl (I'm Gonna Make Her Mine)

Ray oh ah ha
Ray oh ah ha
Radio ah ha
You know
Ray oh ah ha
Radio ah
I'm gonna make her mine
Bom bom bom ba ba bom bom bom bom
I went to Trinidad I didn't
Know just what I had 'til I
Found her
She wears a pretty smile
That compliments her shapely
Style and I found her
Island girl she's oh so pretty
Island girl I like her plenty
Island girl I'm gonna make her mine
Island girl she makes me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl I'm gonna make her mine
Everybody's got an island fantasy
For me it's like a Caribbean odyssey
All the people live and love there by the sea
Near the sparkling wather 'neath the coco-palm tree
Island girl she make me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl won't you show me the way
She's fine so fine all mine
She's so good to me
And I know (i know) our love (or love) so free (so free)
That it was meant to be
Island girl she make me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl won't you show me the way
She's a real beauty from the Caribbean
Long dark hair flowin' in the breeze
She's the kinda beauty makes you come alive and
We can live together for eternity
Every now and then I get this silly grin
When I'm there in her company
She says I'm crazy that I'm also very lazy
I know she loves me
Island girl she make me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl won't you show me the way
Island girl won't you show me the way
Island girl won't you show me the way
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




In My Car

When I'm behind the wheel
Horses of gas and steel
The highway is my home
In fiberglass and chrome
Fantasy car shiny Corvette
Let's take a ride you can't forget
Come on pretty lady ride with me

In my car
I'm captain of my destiny
In my car
Pretty babe come cruise with me

Come for a drive
And we'll arrive
Feelin' alive

I'm master of my fate
When I accelerate
My new Vette is my throne
When on the road we roam we roam we roam roam
Cruisin' like we're in a dream
Feelin' like we're still sixteen
Being a part of the great American scene

In my car
I'm captain of my destiny
In my car
Pretty babe come cruise with me

Come for a drive
And we'll arrive
Feelin' alive

Cruise cruise cruise with me baby
Now move move up in the stratosphere
Zoom zoom zoom with me darlin' now
We're still cruisin' after all these
Cruisin' after all these years

Wind blowing in my hair
I feel like a millionaire
Radio is blasting strong
We're breaking out in song
Blazing trails both near and far
Park my car behind a star
Life is full of possibilities

In my car
I'm captain of my destiny
In my car
Oh pretty babe come cruise with me

Come for a drive
And we'll arrive
Feelin' alive

In my car
I'm captain of my destiny
In my car
Oh pretty babe come cruise with me

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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take ya
Bermuda, Bahama, come on, pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, baby, why don't we go? Jamaica

Off the Florida Keys, there's a place called Kokomo
That's where you wanna go to get away from it all
Bodies in the sand, tropical drink melting in your hand
We'll be falling in love to the rhythm of a steel drum band
Down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you to
Bermuda, Bahama, come on, pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, baby, why don't we go?
Ooh, I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go, way down in Kokomo

La Martinique, that Montserrat mystique

We'll put out to sea and we'll perfect our chemistry
And by and by we'll defy a little bit of gravity
Afternoon delight, cocktails, and moonlit nights
That dreamy look in your eye gave me a tropical contact high
Way down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you to
Bermuda, Bahama, come on, pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, baby, why don't we go?
Ooh, I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go, way down in Kokomo

Port au Prince, I wanna catch a glimpse

Everybody knows a little place like Kokomo
Now if you wanna go and get away from it all
Go down to Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you to
Bermuda, Bahama, come on, pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, baby, why don't we go?
Ooh, I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go, way down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take you to
Bermuda, Bahama, come on, pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, baby, why don't we go?
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Writer: Michael Edward Love, Terry Melcher, Scott Mckenzie, John Phillips
Copyright: Lyrics © Walt Disney Music Company




Wipe Out

Heheheheheheee Wipe oooout!

Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Here we go here go
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out

For three years straight we toured the nation
When we get through we needed a vacation
We wanted to party and get a little rest
So we packed our things and headed out west
We got our surfboards took the beachball out
Jumped in a limosuine ready to "Wipeout"

Now we're ready to go
Here we go here we go
One one two one two one two hit it D
Here we go

We got to California I said headed for the beach
There were girls galore all within our reach
There was sand and sun and lots of fun
But when we get there the fun really begun
So we cut on the box and started to shout
It was the Beach Boys rockin' huh huh the "Wipeout"

Oo oo
Ooo ooo
Oo
Oo
Oo oo

Wa-ah-ah-ah wawawa-ooh-oo
Wa-ah-ah-ah wawawa-ooh-oo
That's it, that that that's it dit dit dit dit dit
Hit it D

The sun went down and the night began
We was rapping for the people cold chillin' boppin'
We was partying hard making lots of noise
When around the corner came the real Beach Boys
So we all jumped up and started to shout
"Let's all sing the song called the 'Wipeout'"

Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out

Stay go stay go stay go
Bring it out now

Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out
Wipin' out wipe out
Hey watch out
Wah wah wah
Wipin' out wipe out

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Writer: WILL HUDSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Make It Big

Make it big
So big

You can make it big
You can make it bigger than life
See your name spelled right
Up on the bright lights
Bright lights

Have a little faith in yourself
In everything that you do
I know you're gonna make it big if you want to
If you really want to
You can make it big

Bright lights

Have a little faith in yourself
In everything that you do darlin'
I know you're goin' make it big if you want to
If you really want to

Baby you're a superstar
Lookin' like you're goin' far
Do what you want
Why don't you do what you wanna

You could be my little movie queen
Up there on the silver screen
Do what you want
Go on and do what you wanna
Catch a plane to Hollywood
And right away you're best buddys
With Johnny B. Goode
And he say
"Baby welcome to the neighborhood"
Now you can do what you want
Do what you wanna

You can make it big
You can make it bigger than life
See your named spelled right
Up on the bright lights

Bright lights

Have a little faith in yourself
In everything that you do
I know you're goin' to make it big
If you want to
If you really want to
You can make it big

Bright lights

Have a little faith in yourself
In everything that you do
I know you're goin' to make it big
If you want to
If you really want to
You can make it big
So big
Make it big
Oh I know you can make it
Everybody you can make it
Yes I know we can make it big
Darlin you can make it
I know you're gonna make it
Oo baby you can make it big

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Writer: BILL HOUSE, TERRY MELCHER, MIKE LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group




I Get Around

Round, round, get around, I get around, yeah
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh)
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'm gettin' bugged driving up and down the same old strip
I gotta find a new place where the kids are hip
My buddies and me are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone

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, get around, round, round, ooh)
(Wah-wah-ooh)
(Wah-wah-ooh)
(Wah-wah-ooh)

We always take my car 'cause it's never been beat
And we've never missed yet with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady 'cause 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, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

Round, round, get around, I get around, yeah
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh)
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh, wah-wah-ooh)
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Get around, round, round, I get around (I get around)
Get around, round, round, I get around (town to town)
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Get around, round, round, I get around (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
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Writer: Brian Wilson, Michael Love
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Wouldnt It Be Nice

Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long
And wouldn't it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong?

You know it's gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new?
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together we've been spending
I wish that every kiss was never ending
Oh, wouldn't it be nice?

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray
It might come true
Baby, then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do
Oh, we could be married (oh, we could be married)
And then we'd be happy (and then we'd be happy)
Oh, wouldn't it be nice?

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But let's talk about it
Oh, wouldn't it be nice?

Goodnight, my baby
Sleep tight, my baby
Goodnight, my baby
Sleep tight, my baby
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Writer: Brian Wilson, Michael Love, Tony Asher
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




California Girls

Well East coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down there

The Mid-West farmer's daughters really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West coast has the sunshine
And the girls all get so tanned
I dig a french bikini on Hawaiin island dolls
By a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in the States
Back to the cutest girls in the world

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
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Writer: Brian Douglas Wilson, Michael Edward Love
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Still Cruisin' is the twenty-sixth studio album by the Beach Boys, their thirty-fifth official album (counting compilations and live packages), and their last release of the 1980s. It is also the last album of new material released during a brief return to Capitol Records.

Released on August 28, 1989, the album was panned by critics, with AllMusic referring to the band's sound by producer Terry Melcher as sounding "like a professional '60s cover band". Despite the poor critical reception, the album was Certified Gold by RIAA in 1989 and has since gone on to be Certified Platinum for sales of 1,000,000 copies.

Still Cruisin' was left out of Capitol's Beach Boys re-issue campaign in 2000 and 2001, along with their following album Summer in Paradise.
Genre(s): Rock, new wave, reggae fusion
Producer(s): Brian Wilson, Terry Melcher, Al Jardine, Albert Calbrera, Tony Moran, Gary Usher
Length: 33:44
Released: August 28th, 1989
Year: 1989

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