Bring On The Summer

We don’t have to hide away inside, waiting for the bright blue skies to arrive
Let’s get in the car and go for a drive, cos the world outside is so alive
I don’t care about torrential rain, when the Beach Boys are singin’ “Do It Again”
The clouds maybe black and the sky is grey, but nothing’s gonna get me down today
Better times are on their way, they’ll be here anyday

Bring it on (Bring on the Summer) Bring it on (Bring on the Summer)
Bring it onnnnn….Bring on the Summer

(Hey Hey Hey) Pretty soon it’s gonna be here
(Hey Hey Hey) It’s the best part of the year
(Hey Hey Hey) Its coming soon it’s getting near, let’s kick the summer into gear

Bring it on (Bring on the Summer) Bring it on (Bring on the Summer)
Bring it onnnnn….Bring on the Summer
(solo)
At times this world can be unkind, and cause a ton of worries to weigh on your mind
But if you try, then you just might find, all your troubles get left behind
Better times are on their way, they’ll be here anyday

Bring it on (Bring on the Summer) Bring it on (Bring on the Summer)
Bring it onnnnn….Bring on the Summer
Bring it on (Bring on the Summer) Bring it on (Bring on the Summer)
Bring it onnnnn….Bring on the Summer

Art Arfons

In 64 and 65
The land speed record came alive
He challenged Breedlove and Tom Green
In his handbuilt mean machine

The other cars had sponsorship
A million bucks to make that trip
Art didn’t have that kinda dough
But little did they know

Art Arfons , Arts Arfons , Art Arfons oooooh
The king of the Salt Flat Trials

With Charlie as his right hand man
He bought a jet for just 5 grand
He stripped it down and made in run
And then gave it the gun

At Bonnevlile with all his crew
For all of them a dream come true
The others thought they were a joke
But man that car could go

Art Arfons , Arts Arfons , Art Arfons oooooh
The king of the Salt Flat Trials


He took the record at 434
But Breedlove went and pushed it more
But Arfons had to beat that guy
He had another try

Arfons pulled out all his tricks
They clocked him in at 536
He was the fastest man alive
Art Arfons, what a drive!

Art Arfons , Arts Arfons , Art Arfons oooooh
The king of the Salt Flat Trials

On a record run in 66
The Monster crashed and fell to bits
Horrified, his crew looked on
Surely Art was gone?
But when they came and popped the hatch
Art had barely got a scratch
He’d cheated the reaper and he’d say
“I’ll be back again someday”

Art Arfons , Arts Arfons , Art Arfons oooooh
The king of the Salt Flat Trials

Don’t take my Baby

Bahh baba bahh, baba bahh,
Well it seems everybody’s always talkin’ ‘bout you, I can’t believe it all, it’s too good to be true
You’ve done more than any mere mortal man can do
The king of the surf is tryin’m to learn your style and you’re still unbeaten down the quarter mile
They say you can get a girl with just a smile

Don’t take my baby, don’t take my baby, oh please, don’t take my baby away from me
Bahh baba bahh, baba bahh

(I don’t believe it) What they say about you
(I don’t believe it) It can’t all be true
(I don’t believe it) What can I do? Except keep her away from you

You’re a grade A student and the pride of your school, all the guys wanna be your friend cos your so cool
You’re the bowling kingpin and you rule at pool
You’re the team captain of everything and you broke all the records in the gym
But there’s one thing I hope you just can’t win

Don’t take my baby, don’t take my baby, oh please, don’t take my baby away from me
Don’t take my baby, don’t take my baby, oh please, don’t take my baby away from me
Don’t take my baby, don’t take my baby, oh please, don’t take my baby away from me
Don’t take my baby, don’t take my baby, oh please, don’t take my baby away from me oh no


She Crashed The Prom


Not for her no limousine
No dressing up like a beauty queen
But she’s still gonna make the scene
She don’t care if it’s wrong

Not a member of their form
No football hero on her arm
They don’t know where she came from
But still she crashed the prom


The band is playing hot rock’n’roll
The kids are dancing all across the hall
She’s busy draining the punch bowl
She’s gonna have some stolen fun

Nobody wants to be impolite
Ask why she’s dressed that way tonight
But her dancin’ is out of sight
The girl who crashed the prom

She crashed the prom . . . you better believe it
She crashed the prom …and she won’t leave it


Now she’s flirtin’ with all the jocks
She’s gonna show ‘em she really rocks
Somebody’s opened Pandora’s box
She’s kickin’up a storm

Dancin’s her priority
She’s got no authority
Somebody call security
Because she crashed the prom

She crashed the prom . . . you better believe it
She crashed the prom …and she won’t leave it
She crashed the prom . . . you better believe it
She crashed the prom …and she won’t leave it


My First Car

It might not have been the coolest thing on the road
And it might have spent half it’s lifetime being towed
But it will always have, a place there in my heart
I’ll never forget my very first car

I’ll always remember my first car, even though it never got me far
Though it might have had some battle scars
I’ll always remember my first car
Upgraded stereo, rocked it on it’s shocks
I had to turn it up, to drown out all the knocks
I always saw the road through a cloud of steam,
And a trail of oil showed where I’d been

I’ll always remember my first car, even though it never got me far
Though it might have had some dueling scars
I’ll always remember my first car
I’ll always remember my first car
I’ll always remember , always remember
I’ll always remember my first car
I’ll always remember my first car
I’ll always remember , always remember
I’ll always remember my first car

Babysitter

She says she’s babysittin’ tonight
She says “Come over, it’s alright”
On the couch with my special one, but don’t tell me that we won’t have fun
On the couch with my special one, but don’t tell me that we won’t have fun

She says she’s babysittin’ tonight
She says “Come over, it’s alright”
And you know we’ll have the TV on, aren’t we glad that her folks have gone
And you know we’ll have the TV on, aren’t we glad that her folks have gone

She went to see if the kids are asleep
She says “They’re quiet ‘cept for one little creep”
We can’t start kissing and I’ll tell you why
We can’t start kissing cos the kid’s a little spy

She says she’s babysittin’ tonight
She says “Come over, it’s alright”
On the couch with my special one, but don’t tell me that we won’t have fun
And you know we’ll have the TV on, aren’t we glad that her folks have gone
She says she’s babysittin’ tonight
She says “Come over, it’s alright”

Roadway Romeo

Oh no! Watch Romeo go right now!

Out on the road, we’re late for the show
Can your life story she don’t wanna know
Hey Roadway Romeo…let her go.. Hey Roadway Romeo

She ain’t got time to listen to your jive
Just keep watchin’ the road ahead and drive
Hey Roadway Romeo…let her go.. Hey Roadway Romeo

Oh no! Watch Romeo go right now!

Now he’s letting her shift the gears
I just know it’s gonna end in tears
Hey Roadway Romeo…let her go.. Hey Roadway Romeo

I know we got no time to waste
but he’s already on second base
Hey Roadway Romeo…let her go.. Hey Roadway Romeo

Oh no! Watch Romeo go right now!

It might sound like jealousy, cos she’s sitting with him instead of here with me
Close your eyes and count to three, and pray we don’t end up in A & E

I don’t wanna sound like a green-eyed fool, but when you’re drivin’ a car there are some basic rules
You don’t let her take the wheel and steer, while you’re helpin’ yourself to another beer

Doin’ 75, now his hands on her knee
Keep your eyes in front, watch out for that tree
Hey Roadway Romeo…let her go.. Hey Roadway Romeo


Now I don’t wanna make a fuss,
but next time I’m gonna take the bus
Hey Roadway Romeo…let her go.. Hey Roadway Romeo

Oh no! Watch Romeo go right now!
Oh no! Watch Romeo go right now!
Oh no! Watch Romeo go right now!

Go go, look at him go
Go go, look at him go
Go go, look at him go

The Girl With The Joey Ramone Tattoo

I met a girl, I can’t remember her name
It was somewhere in Italy, or maybe in Spain
She was a redhead, or maybe a blonde
She had white Converse, or black Docs on
I couldn’t tell you if her eyes were green, or the deepest blue
But I will never forget, her Joey Ramone tattoo

She had all our records, came to all of our shows
Sung all our lyrics, …. more than I’d know!
She did the pogo, or was it the twist
I gave her an autograph, or maybe a kiss
She gave me her telephone number, and I forgot that too
But I will never forget, her Joey Ramone tattoo

Been around the world, I’ve met all kinds of girls it’s true
But you’re always in my heart, a walking piece of art, a memory never to lose

Is it the pleasure, or is it the pain?
If she loved another, would she do ink again?
Well she could never get a Meatloaf done, cos her arms were skinny to the bone
There was only room for one man, it could only be Joey Ramone
Only room for one man……..only Joey Ramone

We remember you, we remember you, we remember you, John and Dee Dee too, now that Tommy through, and Arturo too…… We remember you

At The Weekend

Monday to Friday would be just fine
If I didn’t have to go to work on time
I hate my job but I need my pay
Cos I gotta have some money for Saturday

(At the weekend) We can go to a show, (At the weekend) Anyplace you wanna go
(At the weekend) Take a walk on the sand,….drinking beer and holding hands
(At the weekend) We can go to a bar, (At the weekend) or go cruisin’ in my car
(At the weekend) anything you wanna do, doesn’t matter girl long as I’m with you

Monday’s the worst cos I get so tired
But I gotta get up early or I might get fired
By Wednesday morning I’m out of my mind
Can’t wait for Friday when it’s party time

(At the weekend) We can go to a show, (At the weekend) Anyplace you wanna go
(At the weekend) Take a walk on the sand,….drinking beer and holding hands
(At the weekend) We can go to a bar, (At the weekend) or go cruisin’ in my car
(At the weekend) anything you wanna do, doesn’t matter girl long as I’m with you

Monday’s could be great, we get to stay up late, but only when we’re on our holidays
Now I find instead I’ve got to go to bed, cos tomorrow’s just another hard working day

(At the weekend) We can go to a show, (At the weekend) Anyplace you wanna go
(At the weekend) Take a walk on the sand,….drinking beer and holding hands
(At the weekend) We can go to a bar, (At the weekend) or go cruisin’ in my car
(At the weekend) anything you wanna do, doesn’t matter girl long as I’m with you

Not That Kind of Girl

Well I bet you thought you had your future planned
Thought you would have her eating from your hand
And I bet you thought you were gonna be the centre of her world
Don’t you know she’s not that kind of girl

Well I bet you thought you’d turn her life around
Thought that you would bring her up when she was down
And I bet that you thought that your kisses would put her in a whirl
Now you know she’s not that kind of girl

Shes the kind of girl who’s got her independent ways
And if you think she’s always gonna be there for you…thats not the way she plays

Well you know she’s always done just as she likes
You can dig it or you can take a hike
You thought you’d been sent an angel to brighten up your world
Now you know she’s not that kind of girl


Car Surfin’

When you’ve had a tough week, workin every day, and the weekend seems so far away
You’re lookin’ for fun, something new, there’s only one thing to do
You’ve got no way to get beach bound, stranded in town, run aground
You’ve got no way to catch a wave, cos now your ocean’s paved

We’re going Car Surfin’ round the parkin lot
We’re going Car Surfin’ cos its all we’ve got
We’re going Car Surfin’ can’t afford a board
We’re going Car Surfin’ on the front of a Ford
We’re going Car Surfin’ lookin for a thrill, hangin’ five off the front grille

Well the car park cop’s gonna tell you to stop, cos you’re on his turf, on his blacktop
It may be dumb and it sure ain’t smart, but it’s fun and that’s a start
Your feet are gonna fell the motor’s heat, wipeout and you’re gonna eat concrete
Got no ocean, got no board, try the front of a Honda Accord
(Chorus x 2)
Car Surfin’ Car Surfin’

I Saw The Sun Come Up In Her Eyes

The beach party was done, We talked until one
We took a walk in the moonlight
I could tell something good had begun
We walked on the strand, wrote our names in the sand
I could see I was falling…
She smiled and as she took my hand

I saw the sun come up in her eyes, I didn’t want to say goodbye
I saw the sun come up in her eyes, and then I realised

Stars twinkle above,….in a night made for love
But all we’ve got’s till the morning
Time is short and there’s never enough

Tomorrow has come, …we’ll be movin’ on
Another show in another town
I’ll not forget, in the glow of the dawn..

I saw the sun come up in her eyes, I didn’t want to say goodbye
I saw the sun come up in her eyes, and then I realised

My Favourite Barista

Is she from Mexico, is she from Spain now
Her groovy accent drives me insane now
I’m on a permanent caffeine high
And I’ll tell you the reason why

My favourite Barista, I really wanna kiss her
I better have another cos I really love her
If I leave I’m gonna miss her
My Favourite Barista, I really wanna kiss her
She smells of freshly ground, spins my head around
I feel like I’m in a twister

She puts a heart on my capaccino
I think to myself “What does she know?”
She really makes my steam come out
When she wipes the foam right off that spout

My favourite Barista, I really wanna kiss her
I better have another cos I really love her
If I leave I’m gonna miss her
My Favourite Barista, I really wanna kiss her
She’s the queen of the coffee bean
And I just can’t resist her

When she stamps my loyalty card
I feel a shudder through my heart
She says “Do you want whipped cream?”
I go into another dream!

My favourite Barista, I really wanna kiss her
I better have another cos I really love her
If I leave I’m gonna miss her
My Favourite Barista, I really wanna kiss her
I gotta tell her so, but if she says no
Then maybe she’s got a sister
Ba ba baba barista, Ba ba baba barista, Ba ba baba barista, Ba ba baba barista,
My favourite barista, my favourite barista….




 

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