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The Beach Boys - Summer Days (And Summer Nights!!) Album Lyrics



The Beach Boys - Summer Days (And Summer Nights!!) Lyrics






The Girl From New York City

She came out with her best friend for the summer in L. A.
They took a small apartment down on the beach
And you'll find them there every day

And I said
California guys all can't peel their eyes
From that girl from New York City
And L. A. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from New York City

We'll turn 'em on with all the things that will be happening night and day
We'll show them such a groovy time that they'll both be decidin' to stay

And let me say
California guys all can't peel their eyes
From that girl from New York City
And L. A. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from New York City

California guys all can't peel their eyes
From that girl from New York City
And L. A. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from New York City

California guys all can't peel their eyes
From that girl from New York City
And L. A. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from New York City

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Writer: BRIAN DOUGLAS WILSON, MIKE E. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Amusement Parks U.S.A.

Let's take your car and to amusement parks USA
At Palisades in Salisbury Parks the rolly coasters are flyin
At Euclid Beach on the flying turns I'll bet you can't keep her smilin'
Buy your girl a cotton candy while you're down on the ground
Then take her on the twirl-a-way and spin her around
Let's take your car and mess around at the park all day

The parachutes at Riverview Park will shake us up all day
And Disneyland and P.O.P. is worth a trip to L.A.
Watchin' girls in the air can really get you bad
And I'll bet the laughin' lady makes you laugh like mad
Let's pick up our friends and do amusement parks USA

[Spoken, supposedly by Beach Boys session drummer Hal Blaine] Hurry,
hurry, hurry folks step right up to the Beach Boy circus. The best little
show in town. Hurry, hurry, hurry, it's only a dime folks, one thin dime,
just one tenth of a dollar. Come on in and see Stella the snake dancer
(Is it real?) She walks, she talks, she wiggles on her belly like a
snake. (She looks like afake to me) (Let's go see her) (It costs too
much) Hurry, hurry, hurry folks, come on and see Stella. She shimmies,
she shakes. . . .

You'll crash and burn in the bumper cars at Jersey's steel pier
You'll crack 'em up when you stand in front of all the crazy mirrors
At first you'll be a chicken at the jackhammer ride
But you'll do it with a girl sittin' right by your side
Let's take your car and mess around at the park all day

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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Then I Kissed Her

Well I walked up to her and I asked her if she wanted to dance
She looked awful nice and so I hoped she might take a chance

When we danced I held her tight
Then I walked her home that night
And all the stars were shining bright
And then I kissed her

Each time I saw her I couldn't wait to see her again
I wanted to let her know that I was more than a friend

I didn't know just what to do
And so I whispered I love you
And she said that she loved me too
And then I kissed her

I kissed her in a way that I'd never kissed a girl before
I kissed her in a way that I hope she liked for evermore

I knew that she was mine so I gave her all the love that I had
Then one day she'll take me home to meet her mom and her dad

Then I asked her to be my bride
And always be right by my side
I felt so happy that I almost cried
And then I kissed her

And then I kissed her
And then I kissed her

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Writer: JEFF BARRY, ELLIE GREENWICH, PHILLIP SPECTOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Salt Lake City

Down in Utah
The guys and I dig a city called Salt Lake
It's got the grooviest kids
That's why we never get tired of Salt Lake
And the way the kids talk so cool
Is an out of sight thing
And the number one radio station
Makes the town really swing yeah
Salt Lake City we'll be coming soon

There's a park near the city, yeah
All the kids dig the Lagoon now
It's full of all kinds of girls
And rides and we'll be flyin' there soon now
And girl for girl
They've got the cutest of the Western states
They got the sun in the summer
And winter time the skiing is great yeah
Salt Lake City we'll be coming soon

Salt Lake City we'll be coming soon

We'll be coming soon
We'll be coming soon
We'll be coming soon

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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Girl Dont Tell Me

Hi little girl, it's me
Don't you know who I am?
I met you last summer when
When I came up to stay with my grand
I'm the guy-uy-uy who
Left you with tears in his eyes
You didn't answer my letters
So I figured it was just lie

Your hair's getting longer and your shorts
Mmm they sure fit you fine
I'll bet you went out
Every night during ol' school time
But this ti-i-ime I'm not gonna count on you
I'll see you this summer
And forget you when I go back to school

Girl Don't tell me you'll write-ite-ite
Girl don't tell me you'll write-ite-ite
Girl don't tell me you'll write me again this time

Hi little girl, it's me
Don't you know who I am?
I met you last summer when
When I came up to stay with my grand
Said I'm the guy-uy-uy who
Left you with tears in his eyes
You didn't answer my letters
So I figured it was just lie

Girl Don't tell me you'll write-ite-ite
Girl don't tell me you'll write-ite-ite
Girl don't tell me you'll write me again this time

Girl don't tell me you'll write me again this time

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Writer: BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Help Me Rhonda

Well since she put me down I 've been out doin' in my head
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 Rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart

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

She was gonna be my wife
And I was gonna be her man
But she let another guy come between us
And it ruined our plan

Well, Rhonda you caught my eye (caught my eye)
And I can give you lotsa reasons why
You gotta help me Rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart

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

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

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

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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




California Girls

Well East coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down there

The Mid-West farmer's daughters really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night

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

The West coast has the sunshine
And the girls all get so tanned
I dig a french bikini on Hawaiin island dolls
By a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in the States
Back to the cutest girls in the world

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

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California girls
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Writer: Brian Douglas Wilson, Michael Edward Love
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Let Him Run Wild

When I watched you walk with him
Tears filled my eyes
And when I heard you talk with him
I couldn't stand his lies
And now before he tries it
I hope you realize it

Let him run wild
He don't care
Let him run wild
He'll find out
Let him run wild
He don't care

(Guess you know I waited for you)
He'll do the same to other girls
That he did to you
But then one day he'll run in to one
That's gonna hurt him too
Before he makes you over
I'm gonna take you over

Let him run wild
He don't care
Let him run wild
He'll find out
Let him run wild
He don't care

(Guess you know I waited for you girl)
All the dreams you shared with him
You might as well forget
I know you need a truer love
And that's what you'll get
And now that you don't need him
Well he can have his freedom

Let him run wild
He don't care
Let him run wild
He'll find out
Let him run wild
He don't care
Let him run wild
He'll find out
Let him run wild
He don't care
Let him run wild
He'll find out
Let him run wild

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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Youre So Good To Me

You're kinda small
And your such a doll
I'm glad you're mine
You're so good to me
How come you are

You take my hand
And you understand
When I get in a bad mood
You're so good to me
And I love it, love it

You're my baby, oh yeah
Don't mean maybe, oh yeah

I know your eyes
Are not on 'ther guys
When we're apart
You're so true to me
How come you are

And every night
You hold me so tight
When I kiss you goodbye
You're so good to me
And I love it, love it

You're my baby, oh yeah
Don't mean maybe, oh yeah

You're my baby, oh yeah
Don't mean maybe, oh yeah

You're my baby, oh yeah
Don't mean maybe, oh yeah
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Writer: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Summer Means New Love


[Instrumental]
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Im Bugged At My Ol Man

I'm bugged at my ol' man
Cause he's making me stay in my room
(Darn my dad)

I came in a little late
And my ol' man he just blew his mind
(Blew it bad)

Why did he sell my surfboard?
He cut off my hair in my sleep

I wish I could see outside
But he tacked up boards on my window
(Gosh it's dark)

I can't hit the surf, can't drag
Can't do a dog-goned thing
(Wish I could)

I tried to call up my chick
But he jerked my phone right out of the wall

They gave me some breadcrumbs
And a little glass of water
And they're out there eating steak
(Smells so good)

I ripped up my wardrobe
And I'm growing a beard
Oh when will they let me come out

I'd listen to my radio
But he took it and he's using it in his own room
(Now it's gone)

I wish I could do some homework
But I got suspended from school
(Blew my cool)

I'm bugged at my ol' man
And he doesn't even know where it's at

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Writer: BRIAN WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




And Your Dream Come True

You're so sleepy
Wish that he could stay
Love him so
But now it's getting late
He'll be waiting
Waiting just for you
One more summer
And your dream comes true
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Writer: BRIAN DOUGLAS WILSON, MIKE E. LOVE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Summer Days (And Summer Nights!!) is the ninth studio album by the American rock band the Beach Boys, released on July 5, 1965, on Capitol. The band's previous album, The Beach Boys Today! (released March 1965), represented a departure for the group through its abandonment of themes related to surfing, cars, and teenage love, but it sold below Capitol's expectations. In response, the label pressured the group to produce bigger hits. Summer Days thus returned the band's music to simpler themes for one last album, with Brian Wilson combining Capitol's commercial demands with his artistic calling.

Produced by Wilson, Summer Days reached number two on the US Billboard 200 and number four on the UK Albums Chart. Two singles were issued from the album: "Help Me, Rhonda", which became the group's second chart-topper in the US, and "California Girls", which peaked at number three.
Performed By: The Beach Boys
Genre(s): Pop
Producer(s): Brian Wilson
Length: 26:42
Released: July 5th, 1965
Year: 1965

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