The Beach Boys Medley (Uptempo Version)

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 (Good vibrations, bop bop)
She's giving me excitations (Excitations, bop bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Good, good, good, good vibrations bop bop)
She's giving me excitations (Excitations, bop bop)
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 '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 on a 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 making 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

Well, I'm not bragging babe so don't put me down (deuce coupe)
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town (deuce coupe)
When something comes up to me, he don't even try (deuce coupe)
'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)

First gear (Honda Honda) it's alright (faster faster)
Second gear (little Honda Honda) I lean right (faster faster)
Third gear (Honda Honda) hang on tight (faster faster)
Faster it's alright

Its not a big motorcycle
Just a groovy little motorbike
Its more fun that a barrel of monkeys
That two wheel bike
Well ride on out of the town
To any place I know you like

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

She's real fine, my 409
She's real fine, my 409
My 409

Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes (giddy up, giddy up 409)
For I knew there would be a time (giddy up, giddy up 409)
Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409, 409

The surfers call him "Noble"
And that's just what he is
He's dedicated to the mighty sea
Surfing night and day
Never twice in one spot
He's something you and I would like to be

Noble (ain't joshing)
Surfer (ain't joshing)
He's the number one man (he's moving)
Noble (he's moving)
Noble (ain't joshing)
Surfer (ain't joshing)
He's the number one man (he's moving)
Yeah! (Oh my)

At a weekend dance we like to show up last
I play it cool when it's slow and jump it up when it's fast
I got to dance (Dance, dance, dance now the beat's really hot)
Right on the spot (Dance, dance, dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot (Dance, dance, dance now the beat's really hot)
(Dance), Dance, (dance), dance
(Dance), Dance, yeah!

It happened on the strip where the road is wide
(Oooo rev it up now)
Two cool shorts standing side by side
(Oooo rev it up now)
Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray and a four-thirteen
(Oooo rev it up now)
Revving up our engines and it sounds real mean
(Oooo rev it up now)

Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy going to shut you down

Come on (surfing) baby wait and see (surfing safari)
Yes, I'm going to (surfing) take you surfing (surfing safari) with me
Come along (surfing) baby wait and see (surfing safari)
Yes, I'm going to (surfing) take you surfing (surfing safari) with me

Let's go surfing now
Everybody's learning how
Come on on safari with me

…bar bar Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbara Ann
Barbara Ann
Take my hand
Barbara Ann
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin'
Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar Barbara Ann
(Let's go now!)

If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd see them wearing their baggies
Huarache sandals too
A bushy bushy blond hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A

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 blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now

And she'll have fun, fun, fun till her daddy takes the T-bird away
(Fun, fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)

Wooo-ooo-Aaaah!
(Fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)
(Fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)
Wooo-ooo-Aaaah!
(Fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)
(Fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)
Wooo-ooo-Aaaah!
(Fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)
(Fun, fun, now her daddy took the T-bird away)