the rolling surfs where the native boys will play And a hula girl with a flower lace Where the trade winds are softly blowing the sails along And steel guitars
scattered 'round Girls come rushin' from a far when I strum "Louie Louie" on my old guitar String bikini, happy hunting ground Chorus We don't have to parlez vous francais Well the surf
I wish I was back in Vietnam Killing all those gooks for Uncle Sam Living in Boston just don't pay There's no surfing in Dorchester Bay Kill or be killed
in Brazil Annie Haslam-lead and backing vocals Michael Dunford-acoustic guitars Terrence Sullivan-drums and percussion Mickey Simmonds-keyboards, backing vocals and orchestral arrangments Alex Caird-bass guitar
I bring em backstage and tell em baby just relax [Verse 2- Lil' Wayne] Rock n Roll Fly Bitch behold I I am the shit Hear the commode cry Hear the guitar
TV/Or Girlfriend I've got a big ol' stack of porn-o that would scare my friends I think I'll sleep in every morning and I'll surf all day Maybe strum my guitar
net! Morning and evening, I'm flying and dreaming; oh, can't keep it out of my head! Surfing, like surfing. Surfing, like surfing. Surfing, like surfing. Surfing, like surfing
was too loud It's not because he don't respect The popular music style You know I saw him open up For the king of the surf guitar Do not think he does
look at me the same way that you do you said I look pretty cute, but I don't got the brains with that surf board and a girl in Tahitii we're better
See the bigger picture It's not so hard, there has to be a better way? No walls - embrace a world as one Where music will guide us, guitars instead
the UK Cities all on flame with rock and roll tonight Tonight we're getting metal signs and They'll crowd surf, jump in time again Guitars, whammy bars
Doerge) [Intro. (Electric Guitar)] Well, I went out for my evenin' stroll All along the boulevard It's familiar turf from the hills to the surf I treat
I had no cares When I moved to California California She played me records I had never heard While we toked on purple hairs Who, Zeppelin, Beatles Kiss, The Rolling Stones While we played guitars