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The Beach Boys - Surfer Girl Album Lyrics



The Beach Boys - Surfer Girl Lyrics






Surfer Girl

Little surfer, little one
Made my heart come all undone
Do you love me, do you surfer girl
Surfer girl, my little surfer girl

I have watched you on the shore
Standing by the ocean's roar
Do you love me, do you surfer girl
Surfer girl, surfer girl

We could ride the surf together
While our love would grow
In my woody I would take you, everywhere I go

So I say from me to you
I will make your dreams come true
Do you love me, do you surfer girl

Surfer girl, my little surfer girl
Little one
Girl surfer, girl, my little surfer girl
Little one
Girl surfer, girl, my little surfer girl
Little one
Girl surfer, girl, my little surfer girl
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Writer: Brian Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Catch A Wave

Catch a wave and you're sitting on top of the world
Don't be afraid to try the greatest sport around (Catch a wave, catch a wave)
Everybody tries it once
Those who don't just have to put it down
You paddle out turn around and raise
And baby that's all there is to the coastline craze
You gotta catch a wave and you're sittin' on top of the world

Not just a fad cause it's been going on so long (Catch a wave, catch a wave)
All the surfers going strong
They said it wouldn't last too long
They'll eat their words with a fork and spoon
And watch 'em they'll hit the road and all be surfin' soon
And when they catch a wave they'll be sittin' on top of the world

Catch a wave and your sittin' on top of the world
So take a lesson from a top-notch surfer boy (Catch a wave, catch a wave)
Every Saturday boy
But don't treat it like a toy
Just get away from the shady turf
And baby go catch some rays on the sunny surf
And when you catch a wave you'll be sittin' on top of the world
Catch a wave and you'll be sittin' on top of the world
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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




The Surfer Moon

There's a moon in the sky somewhere I know
Waiting for all the love to burn below
If you fall and it happens all to soon
Blame it all on the surfer moon

'Neath the hill 'hind the cloud one dreamy night
Rising up throwing down its golden light
If your heart hears this melancholy tune
Then you'll know it's the surfer moon

Brings the tide in
Takes it all away
Helps us ride in
Brings us waves each day
I say

Other moons have brought light and love before
Promising to remain for evermore
But they all disappeared with each new tune
They make way for the surfer moon

Moon
Moon
Moon
Moon
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Writer: BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




South Bay Surfer

Look out here come those South Bay surfers
California's gettin' hot
There they go cruisin' down that coastline
Lookin' for their favorite spot

We'll find the big one

Oh the boys are rough and
Ready to handle anything

They take the big one

They've got to be the best thing going
South Bay surfers really swing

Okay rock out

Oh Chicago can't you hear them
Hear that shore pound slam

(You're gonna eat it)
(Smash!)

It rumbles clear to New York City
Detroit back to old Miam
Philly back to Alabam

You'll catch them surfing

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Writer: DENNIS WILSON, BRIAN WILSON, ALAN JARDINE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Rocking Surfer


[Instrumental]
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Little Deuce Coupe

Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got

Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a Thunderbird like (she's) it's standin' still
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored.
She'll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar
And if that aint enough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy

And comin' off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got

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In My Room

There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room

Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday

Now it's dark and I'm alone
But I won't be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room

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Writer: MICHELLE PATRICIA GAYLE, ERIC WILLIAM MARTIN, GARY L. USHER, BRIAN DOUGLAS WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Hawaii

(Brian Wilson)

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

Go 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

Go to Hawaii
(Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii)
Go to Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii)
Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you wanna come along with me
(Do you wanna come along with me)

And you now (Honolulu, Waikiki)
You wanna live Hanah Lee
(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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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Surfers Rule

It's a genuine fact that the Surfers rule

It's plastered on the walls all around the school now
(Surfers rule, Surfers rule)
Becoming just as common as a golden rule now
(Surfers rule, Surfers rule)
Take it or leave it but you better believe it
Surfers rule

They burn't it in the grass on the football field now
(Surfers rule, Surfers rule)
Just try to make them cool it and they'll never yield now
(Surfers rule, Surfers rule)
Take what you've heard now and go pass the word now
Surfers rule

It's a genuine fact that the Surfers rule

A woody full of Surfers pullin' long side a wagon
(Surfers rule, Surfers rule)
The Hodaddies sittin' while the Surfers are draggin'
The Surfers are winnin' and they say as they're grinnin'
Surfers rule

Surfers rule
(Four Seasons you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four Seasons you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four Seasons you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four Seasons you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four Seasons you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four Seasons you better believe it)

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Our Car Club

I've been cruisin' round the town now with the guys for quite a while
We been thinkin' 'bout starting up a club that shows some class and style
And we'll get the finest cars

We got a Deuce Coupe, a Stingray, a rail job and an XKE
(We'll start a car club)
We'll be the fastest at the drags, man, we'll really cut some low ETs
(We'll start a car club)
And wipe out the other clubs

We'll set a meet, and get a sponsor, and collect some dues
And you can bet that we'll have our jackets on wherever we cruise

We'll get the roughest and the toughest initiation we can find
(We'll start a car club)
And if you want to try to get in we'll really put you through the grind
(We'll start a car club)
This club's the very best

We'll set a meet, and get a sponsor, and collect some dues
And you can bet that we'll have our jackets on wherever we cruise

We'll get the roughest and the toughest initiation we can find
(We'll start a car club)
And if you want to try to get in we'll really send you through the grind
(We'll start a car club)
This club's the very best

Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)

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Writer: BRIAN DOUGLAS WILSON, MICHAEL EDWARD LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Your Summer Dream

Drive your car down to the sea
All the while you build a scheme
Take her hand and walk on with her
Make it real your Summer dream

Smell the warm and salty air
See a wave reflect a beam
Stop and find a pretty shell for her
Make it real your Summer dream

See another couple over there
To them an ordinary day
Soon you wonder the time has gone
The sun has almost slipped away

Now it's gone and your alone
In her eyes you see a gleam
Time has come for you to show your love
Make it real your Summer dream

Make it real your Summer dream
Make it real your Summer dream

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Writer: BOB NORMAN, BRIAN DOUGLAS WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Boogie Woogie


[Instrumental]
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Surfer Girl is the third studio album by the American rock band the Beach Boys, released September 16, 1963 on Capitol Records. It is largely a collection of surf songs. The LP reached number 7 in the U.S. and number 13 in the UK. Lead single "Surfer Girl", backed with "Little Deuce Coupe", was also a top 10 hit.

This was the first album that officially credited Brian Wilson with production. It was also the first in which he used a string section (on "The Surfer Moon") and employed Wrecking Crew session musicians (on "Hawaii" and "Our Car Club"). Original member Al Jardine, who had been replaced by David Marks in February 1962, contributed to the album and would soon re-join the band full-time when Marks departed in October 1963.

Surfer Girl was certified gold by the RIAA in November 1965, indicating over 1,000,000 copies sold. In 2017, it was ranked the 193rd greatest album of the 1960s by Pitchfork.
Performed By: The Beach Boys
Genre(s): Surf
Producer(s): Brian Wilson
Length: 25:30
Released: September 16th, 1963
Year: 1963

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