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Beach Boys
Beach Boys


Background information
Origin Hawthorne, California, United States
Genre(s) Traditional pop
Art Rock
Baroque Pop
Psychedelic Rock
Psychedelic Pop
Surf Rock
Years active 1961—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Capitol Records
Reprise Records
Caribou Records
Ariola Records
Associated acts Glen Campbell
Jan and Dean
The Honeys
The Flames
Website Website
Members
Brian Wilson
Al Jardine
Bruce Johnston
Mike Love
Former members
Carl Wilson
Dennis Wilson
David Marks
Ricky Fataar
Blondie Chaplin
Glen Campbell



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Little Deuce Coupe (1963)
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Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got

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

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a thunderbird Like she's standin' still
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored
She'll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got

She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten 'till the lake pipes roar
And if that ain't nough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing I got the pink slip daddy

And coming off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got

. . .


Betsy Betsy,

She was born in '32, and was she ever pretty
She rode a freight train west, all the way from Detroit city
Betsy's seen more places than I'll ever hope to see
Betsy's been more loyal than any friend could be

With some she traveled fast, with others it was slow
Betsy's seen them all, she'd seen them come and go
She must have had some favorites before I finally met her
And now that she's all mine, they'd better just forget her
Betsy was a lady and that she will remain
Betsy took some beatings but she never once complained

She had a classic beauty that everyone could see
I was the last to meet her, but she gave her life to me
She may be rusted iron, but to me she's solid gold
And I just can't hold the tears back
'Cause Betsy's growing old

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When some loud braggart tries to put me down
And says his school is great
I tell him right away
"Now what's the matter buddy
Ain't you heard of my school,
It's number one in the state"

hey hey take it away get that ball and fight

(ra ra ra ra sis boom ba...)
So be true to your school
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school
And let your colors fly
So be true to your school

I got a letterman's sweater
With a letter in front
I got for football and track
I'm proud to wear it now
When I cruise around
The other parts of the town
I got my decal in back

So be true to your school
(ra ra ra ra sis boom ba...)
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school
And let your colors fly
So be true to your school

Do it again do it again, we like it, we like it

On Friday we'll be jacked up for the football game
And I'll be ready to fight
We're gonna smash 'em now
My girl will be working on her pom-poms now
And she'll be yelling tonight

So be true to your school
(ra ra ra ra sis boom ba...)
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
So be true to your school

Push 'em back, push 'em back, way back

ra ra ra ra sis boom ba... (repeat)

. . .


Run a-run a doo run run
Wo run a-run a doo run run
Wo run a-run a doo run run
Wo run a-run a doo run run

Well my steady little doll is a real-live beauty
And everybody knows she's a car crazy cutie
She's hip to everything man from customs to rails
And axel grease imbedded 'neath her fingernails

Wo yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Wo oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh now cutie (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)

A power shift in second and a-ridin' the clutch
My car crazy cutie, man, she's just too much
I take her to the drags, man, and everyone flips
For her big blue eyes and her candy apple lips

Wo yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Wo oh oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh now cutie (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)

Yeah oh
Car crazy cutie
Car crazy cutie
Car crazy cutie
Car crazy cutie

Well I guess you might say she's the rodder's dream gal
Always there to help, man, when you need a pal
But when I talk of lovin' man, some kisses and hugs
Says she's like to take 'em better clean and gap the plugs

Wo yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Wo oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh now cutie (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)

Run a-run a doo run run
Wo run a-run a doo run run
Wo run a-run a doo run run
Wo oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Wo yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Wo oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh now cutie (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run) [Doo doo doo]
Wo yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Wo oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh now cutie (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)

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Go cherry, cherry coupe now

The wildest short around is my cherry, cherry coupe
It's the sharpest thing in town and the envy of my group
It's one of its kind and it really looks good
Chopped nose and deck with louvers on the hood

Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)

Chrome reversed rims with whitewall slicks
And it turns a quarter mile in one oh six
Door handles are off but you know I'll never miss 'em
They open when I want with the solenoid system

Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)

My coupe's tuck and roll underneath the hood
And the rugs, seats, and panels now are looking good
When I go looking for something to do
She's got enough room now to barely seat two

Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)

Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(My cherry coupe beats 'em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(And she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)

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she's real fine my 409
she's real fine my 409
my 409
MUYUUTTTTTAAAAAA

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)
when i would buy a brand new 409
(409)
giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...

Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
409 ooooo
(giddy up giddy up ooooooo)
(giddy up giddy up oooooo)
(giddy up giddy up oooooo)
(giddy up giddy up)

when i take her to the track she really shines
(giddy up giddy up 409)
she always turns in the fastest times
(giddy up giddy up 409)
my four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)

giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 40...
nothing can catch her
nothing can touch my 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)
giddy up 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)
giddy up 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)

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

It happened on the strip where the road is wide
Two cool shorts standin' side by side
My fuel injected stingray and a four-thirteen
We're revvin' up are engines and it sounds real mean

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

Declinin' numbers at an even rate
At the count of one we both accelerate
My stingray is light my slicks are starting to spin
But the four-thirteen's really diggin' in

Gotta be cool now
Power shift here we go

Super stock dodge winding out in low
But my fuel injected stingray's really startin' to go
To get the traction I'm a ridin' the clutch
My pressure plate's burning, that machine's too much

Pedals to the floor here his duel quads drink
But the four-thirteen's lead is startin' to shrink
He's hot with ram induction but it's understood
I got a fuel injected engine sittin' under my hood

Shut it off, shut it off
Buddy gonna shut you down

Shut it off, Shut it off
Buddy gonna shut you down

. . .


Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America

The Bonneville salt flats had seen some strange things
But the strangest thing yet was a jet without wings
Once as a jet it played in the stars
But now on the ground it's the king of our cars

Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America

An airplane an auto now famous worldwide
The Spirit of America, the name on the side
The man who would drive her Craig Breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game

Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America

With a J-47, a jet for his power
Craig Breedlove had averaged four-o-seven per hour
Both man and machine had given fair warn
They'd set a new record on that warm August morn.

Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America
Spirit of America

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I've been cruisin' round the town now with the guys for quite a while
We been thinkin' 'bout starting up a club that shows some class and style
And we'll get the finest cars

We got a Deuce Coupe, a Stingray, a rail job and an XKE
(We'll start a car club)
We'll be the fastest at the drags, man, we'll really cut some low ETs
(We'll start a car club)
And wipe out the other clubs

We'll set a meet, and get a sponsor, and collect some dues
And you can bet that we'll have our jackets on wherever we cruise

We'll get the roughest and the toughest initiation we can find
(We'll start a car club)
And if you want to try to get in we'll really put you through the grind
(We'll start a car club)
This club's the very best

We'll set a meet, and get a sponsor, and collect some dues
And you can bet that we'll have our jackets on wherever we cruise

We'll get the roughest and the toughest initiation we can find
(We'll start a car club)
And if you want to try to get in we'll really send you through the grind
(We'll start a car club)
This club's the very best

Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(Start a car club)

. . .


No-go showboat no-go showboat (no-go showboat)

Well I got a wild custom that wins every show
But it's a no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
Yeah but everybody knows that she just don't go
She's my no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
White wall slicks with racing mags
She's just for looks, man, not for drags
'Cause it's a no-go showboat (no-go showboat)

No go
No go

Well the guys all dig it they've got no complaints
About my no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
And the chicks really flip for that metal flake paint
On my no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
It really rates fine in the custom clan
With hand-formed panels, tuck-and-roll rear pan
'Cause it's a no-go showboat (no-go showboat)

No go
No go

Well the engine compartment's filled with all chrome goodies
In my no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
Yeah but everybody takes me even old Ford woodies
In my no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
When it comes to speed, man, I'm just outa luck
I'm even shut down by the ice cream truck
'Cause it's a no-go showboat (no-go showboat)

No go
No go
No-go showboat (no-go showboat)
No-go showboat (no-go showboat)
SheÕs just my (no-go showboat)
SheÕs just my (no-go showboat

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Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
Ah ah ah ah ahhhhh

Now a young man's gone
But his legend lingers on
For so much had he to give

But his life is through
For the story told is true
For he died just as he lived

For this daring young star
Met his death while in his car
No one knows the reason why

Screaming tire, flashing fire
And gone was this young star
Oh how could they let him die

Still a young man is gone
Yet his legend lingers on
For he died without a cause

And they say that he'll
Be known for evermore
As the Rebel Without A Cause

. . .


Well she's metal flake blue with a corvette mill
(Check my custom machine)
And they say it looks better when she's standin' still
(Check my custom machine)
When I step on the gas she goes wa aa aa
I'll let you look but don't touch my custom machine

Well with naugahyde bucket seats in front and back
(Check my custom machine)
Everything is chrome, man, even my jack
(Check my custom machine)
When I step on the gas she goes wa aa aa
I'll let you look but don't touch my custom machine

With stereophonic speaker set with vibrasonic sound
(Check my custom machine)
Magnesium spokes, it stands an inch off the ground
(Check my custom machine)
When I step on the gas she goes wa aa aa
I'll let you look but don't touch my custom machine

oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo

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