California Girls LyricsWell East coast girls are hipI really dig those styles they wearAnd the Southern girls with the way they talkThey knock me out when I’m down there

The Mid-West farmer’s daughters really make you feel alrightAnd the Northern girls with the way they kissThey keep their boyfriends warm at night

Beach Boys – Wouldn't It Be Nice LyricsWouldn't it be nice if we were older?Then we wouldn't have to wait so longAnd wouldn't it be nice to live togetherIn the kind of world where we belong

The Perfect Beach SongsBy: Holly Spring

Because of my love of the beach and being from California, the songs I am presenting to you are

perfect, which are : California Girls

Be True To Your SchoolSurfin USA

Wouldn’t it Be NiceLittle Duece Coupe

Hot Fun In the SummertimeGood VibrationsHelp Me Rhonda

KokomoMerry Christmas, Baby

California Girls

Well East coast girls are hipI really dig those styles they wearAnd the Southern girls with the way they talkThey knock me out when I’m down there

The Mid-West farmer’s daughters really make you feel alrightAnd the Northern girls with the way they kissThey keep their boyfriends warm at night

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

The West coast has the sunshineAnd the girls all get so tannedI dig a french bikini on Hawaii islandDolls by a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big worldAnd I seen all kinds of girlsYeah, but I couldn’t wait to get back in the statesBack to the cutest girls in the world

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

I wish they all could be California(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)I wish they all could be California(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)I wish they all could be California(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)I wish they all could be California(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)

Be True To Your SchoolWhen some loud braggart tries to put me down

And says his school is greatI tell him right away

“Now what’s the matter buddyAin’t you heard of my schoolIt’s number one in the state”

(Hey hey take it away, get that ball and fight)

So be true to your school now(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Just like you would to your girl, guys(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Be true to your school now(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Let your colors fly(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Be true to your school(Rah rah rah rah rah)

I got a letterman’s sweaterWith the letter in front

I got for football and trackI’m proud to wear it now

When I cruise aroundThe other parts of the town

I got my decal in back

So be true to your school, now(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Just like you would to your girl, guys(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Be true to your school now(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Let your colors fly(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Be true to your school(Do it again, do it again, we like it, we like it)

(Music bridge: On Wisconsin)

(Rah, rah rah)Come Friday we’ll be jacked up on the football game

And I’ll be ready to fightWe’re gonna smash ‘em now

My girl will be working on her pom-poms nowAnd she’ll be yelling tonight

So be true to your school now(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Just like you would to your girl, guys(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Be true to your school now(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Let your colors fly(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Be true to your school(Push ‘em back, push ‘em back, way back)

(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)(Rah rah rah rah sis boom bah)

Surfin’ U.S.A If everybody had an ocean

Across the U.S.A.Then everybody’d be surfin’

Like CaliforniaYou’d see ‘em wearing their baggies

Huarachi sandals tooA bushy bushy blond hairdo

Surfin’ U.S.A.

You’d catch ‘em surfin’ at Del MarVentura County line

Santa Cruz and TrestleAustralia’s Narrabeen

All over ManhattanAnd down Doheny Way

Everybody’s gone surfin’Surfin’ U.S.A.

We’ll all be planning out a routeWe’re gonna take real soonWe’re waxing down our surfboardsWe can’t wait for JuneWe’ll all be gone for the summerWe’re on surfari to stayTell the teacher we’re surfin’Surfin’ U.S.A.

Haggerty’s and Swami’sPacific PalisadesSan Onofre and SunsetRedondo Beach L.A.All over La JollaAt Waimea Bay

Everybody’s gone surfin’Surfin’ U.S.A.

Everybody’s gone surfin’Surfin’ U.S.A.

Everybody’s gone surfin’Surfin’ U.S.A.

Wouldn’t It Be NiceWouldn’t it be nice if we were older?Then we wouldn’t have to wait so longAnd wouldn’t it be nice to live togetherIn the kind of world where we belong

You know it’s gonna make it that much betterWhen we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake upIn the morning when the day is new?And after having spent the day togetherHold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together we’ve been spendingI wish that every kiss was never endingWouldn’t it be nice?

Maybe if we think, and wish, and hope, and pray, it might come trueBaby, then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t doWe could be marriedAnd then we’d be happy

(Sleep tight oh baby goodnight Ooh baby sleep tight oh baby)

Wouldn’t it be nice?You know it seems the more we talk about it

It only makes it worse to live without itBut let’s talk about itWouldn’t it be nice?

Little Deuce Coupe Little deuce Coupe

You don’t know what I gotLittle deuce Coupe

You don’t know what I got

Well I’m not braggin’ babe so don’t put me downBut I’ve got the fastest set of wheels in town

When something comes up to me he don’t even tryCause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly

She’s my little deuce coupeYou 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 millBut 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 coupeYou 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 floorAnd she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roarAnd if that ain’t enough to make you flip your lidThere’s one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy

And comin’ off the line when the light turns greenWell she blows ‘em outta the water like you never seen

I get pushed out of shape and it’s hard to steerWhen I get rubber in all four gears

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

Hot Fun In The Summertime

Hot fun in the summertime(yeah bow bow bow)

Hot fun in the summertime(yeah yeah yeah)

End of the springAnd here she comes back

(hi hi hi hi) (yeah)Those summer days those summer days

That’s when i had most of my fun back(hi hi hi hi) (yeah)

Those summer days those summer days(bow bow bow do doop)

Aww we can bum bum where we want to(bow bow bow do doop)Hey we’re out of school(bow bow bow do doop)

County fair in the country side(bow bow bow do doop)And everything is cool

(bow bow bow do doop)

(bow bow bow)(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

(yeah bow bow bow)(hot fun in the summertime)

Out of school(bow bow bow)

(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

First day of fall and there she goes back(bye bye bye bye) (yeah)

Those summer days, those summer days(bow bow bow do doop)

Aww we can bum bum where we want to(bow bow bow do doop)Hey we’re out of school(bow bow bow do doop)

County fair in the country side(bow bow bow do doop)And everything is cool

(bow bow bow do doop)

(bow bow bow)(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

(yeah bow bow bow)(hot fun in the summertime)

Out of school(bow bow bow)

(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

Yeah yeah yeah

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)

Out of school(bow bow bow)

(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

First day of fall and there she goes back(bye bye bye bye) (yeah)

Those summer days, those summer days(bow bow bow do doop)

Aww we can bum bum where we want to(bow bow bow do doop)Hey we’re out of school(bow bow bow do doop)

County fair in the country side(bow bow bow do doop)And everything is cool

(bow bow bow do doop)

(bow bow bow)(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

(yeah bow bow bow)(hot fun in the summertime)

Out of school(bow bow bow)

(hot fun in the summertime)We can do what we want to

Yeah yeah yeah

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)

Yeah yeah yeah what we want to(hot fun in the summertime)

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(hot fun in the summertime)

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(hot fun in the summertime)

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah )(hot fun in the summertime)

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(hot fun in the summertime)

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)(hot fun in the summertime)

(bow bow bow do doop) (yeah)

Good Vibrations I, I love the colorful clothes she wears

And the way the sunlight plays upon her hairI hear the sound of a gentle word

On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

I’m pickin’ up good vibrationsShe’s giving me excitations

I’m pickin’ up good vibrations (Oom bop, bop, good vibrations)She’s giving me excitations(Oom bop, bop, excitations)

Good good good good vibrations (Oom bop, bop)She’s giving me excitations(Oom bop, bop, excitations)

Good good good good vibrations (Oom bop, bop)She’s giving me excitations (Oom bop, bop, excitations)

Close my eyesShe’s somehow closer now

Softly smile, I know she must be kindWhen I look in her eyes

She goes with me to a blossom world

I’m pickin’ up good vibrationsShe’s giving me excitations

I’m pickin’ up good vibrations (Oom bop, bop, good vibrations)She’s giving me excitations (Oom bop, bop, excitations)

Good good good good vibrations (Oom bop, bop)She’s giving me excitations (Oom bop, bop, excitations)

Good good good good vibrations (Oom bop, bop)She’s giving me excitations (Oom bop, bop, excitations)

(Ah)(Ah my my what elation)

I don’t know where but she sends me there(Ah my, my, what a sensation)

(Ah my, my, what elations)(Ah my, my, what)

Gotta keep those lovin’ good vibrationsA happenin’ with her

Gotta keep those lovin’ good vibrationsA happenin’ with her

Gotta keep those lovin’ good vibrationsA happenin’

AhGood good good good vibrations (Oom bop, bop, I’m pickin’ up good vibrations)

She’s giving me excitations (Oom bop, bop, excitations)Good good good good vibrations (Oom bop, bop)

She’s na, na

Na, na, na, na, naNa, na, na

Na, na, na, na, naNa, na, na

Do, do, do, do, do,Do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do,Do, do, do

Help Me, Rhonda Well, since she put me down

I’ve been out doin’ in my headI come in late at night

And in the mornin’ I just lay in bed

Well, Rhonda, you look so fine (look so fine)And I know it wouldn’t take much time

For you to help me, RhondaHelp me get her out of my heart

[Chorus]Help me, Rhonda

Help, help me, RhondaHelp me, Rhonda

Help, help me, RhondaHelp me, Rhonda

Help, help me, RhondaHelp me, Rhonda

Help, help me, RhondaHelp me, Rhonda

Help, help me, RhondaHelp me, Rhonda

Help, help me, RhondaHelp me, Rhonda, yeahGet her out of my heart

She was gonna be my wifeAnd I was gonna be her man

(Oh Rhonda)

But she let another guy come between usAnd it shattered our plans(Oh Rhonda)

Well, Rhonda, you caught my eye (caught my eye)And I can give you lots of reasons whyYou gotta help me, RhondaHelp me get her out of my heart

[Chorus x 2]

KokomoAruba, Jamaica, ooh I want to take ya

Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mamaKey Largo, Montego, baby why don’t we go, Jamaica

Off the Florida Keys, there’s a place called KokomoThat’s where you want to go to get away from it all

Bodies in the sand, tropical drink melting in your handWe’ll be falling in love to the rhythm of a steel drum band

Down in Kokomo

[Chorus]Aruba, Jamaica, ooh I want to take you toBermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama

Key Largo, Montego, baby why don’t we goOoh I want to take you down to

Kokomo, we’ll get there fast and then we’ll take it slowThat’s where we want to go, way down in Kokomo.

Martinique, that Montserrat mystique

We’ll put out to sea and we’ll perfect our chemistryAnd by and by we’ll defy a little bit of gravity

Afternoon delight, cocktails and moonlit nightsThat dreamy look in your eye, give me a tropical contact high

Way down in Kokomo

[Chorus]

Port au Prince, I want to catch a glimpse

Everybody knows a little place like KokomoNow if you want to go and get away from it all

Go down to Kokomo

[Chorus]Aruba, Jamaica, ooh I want to take you toBermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama

Key Largo, Montego, baby why don’t we goOoh I want to take you down to

[Chorus]Merry Christmas, babyMerry Christmas, babyMerry Christmas, baby

Tell me, what did I doTo really convince you

That I'm not the guy anymore?Take back my ring now

I'll do anything nowBut please forgive me

I made my mistake butI'm willing to wake up

And never mess around anymoreOh why did we break up?

There's still time to make upIf just for Christmas

Merry Christmas, Baby

My baby she told meShe don’t want to hold me (oh, no!)And kiss my lips anymore She’s gonna leave meAnd she don’t believe meThat I’ll be true now

Well maybe she don’t love meAnd is not thinkin’ of meBut why’d she do it this time of year?She knows that I’ll miss herAnd I’ll want to kiss herIf just for Christmas

[Chorus]Merry Christmas, babyMerry Christmas, babyMerry Christmas, baby

Tell me, what did I doTo really convince you

That I'm not the guy anymore?Take back my ring now

I'll do anything nowBut please forgive me

I made my mistake butI'm willing to wake up

And never mess around anymoreOh why did we break up?

There's still time to make upIf just for Christmas

[Chorus]

I made my mistake butI'm willing to wake up

And never mess around any-more

Oh why did we break up?There's still time to make up

It’s just for Christmas(Chorus)

Merry Christmas Baby

Hello, my name is Holly Spring. I have and always will be a die hard fan of

The Beach Boys. I hope you enjoyed my song choices. These songs always make my day no

matter the weather or mood. I’ve made my children grow up with these songs and hope my children will have enojoyed them as well and play them for my

grandchildren. Catch a wave, Mahalo :)