Letra The Beach Boys Medley de The Beach Boys original

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 picking up good vibrations
(Bop bop, good vibrations, bop bop)
She's giving me the excitations
(Excitations, bop bop)
(Good, good, good, good vibrations)
I'm picking up good vibrations
She's giving me the excitations
(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
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 making real good bread
(Get around, round
Round, I get around)

I get around, round
Woo woo woo...

Round, round, get around
I get around
Yeah, get around, round,
Round, I get around

It happened on the strip
Where the road is wide
Two cool shorts standing side by side
Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray
And a four-thirteen
Revving up our engines
And it sounds real mean

Tach it up, tach it up, tach it up
Buddy, gonna shut you down

Come on (surfing) baby
Wait and see (surfing safari)
Yes, I'm gonna (surfing)
Take you surfing
(Surfing safari) with me
Come along (surfing)
Baby wait and see (surfing safari)
Yes, I'm gonna (surfing)
Take you surfing
(Surfing safari) with me

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

A Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Oh, Barbara Ann take my hand
Barbara Ann
You got me rocking and a rolling
Rocking and a reeling Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann

If everybody had an ocean across the USA
Then everybody'd be surfin like California
You'd see em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals too
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo
Surfing USA

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
Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
Fun, fun, fun, now that daddy
Took the T-Bird away

Fun, fun now that
Daddy took the T-Bird away
Fun, fun now that
Daddy took the T-Bird away...