Beach Boys - Kona coast
Tekst :
It s been my secret passion to try it
In Captain Cook fashion, I can t deny it
I want to spend my winters on the Kona coast in Hawaii
For years I saved my pennies and planned it
The great Pacific Ocean we ll span it
I wanna go surfin where I dig it the most, in Hawaii
(Go to Hawaii)
Hawaiian islands beckon (Hawaii)
And I ll be back here someday, I reckon
And pretty island girls greet you with a flower lei
You ll throw it back into the sea
Hopin you be comin back to Hawaii
Suntanned beauties are everywhere
Lovely island ladies with long dark hair
You re sure to find a honey waitin for you there in Hawaii
Kani and Wahini and Wahowalis, too
Get a friendly aloha from this mecca to you
They re the friendliest people anywhere in Hawaii
(Go to Hawaii)
Welcome to the island mecca.(Hawaii)
I ll learn to talk like a local, I betcha
And at Lahaina look out for shooting stars
We ll watch them fall into the sea
And it will be just you and me in Hawaii
Winter in the sun and surf would sure be nice
In a south sea garden of paradise
I wanna spend my summer on the Kona coast in Hawaii
(Honolulu, Waikiki, do you wanna come along with me?)
(Waimia up to Hanalai, love to take you to the islands today) Inne utwory
Wake the world Cuddle up Kiss me, baby Friends Little bird Country air Please let me wonder Never learn not to love Disney girls Monster mash Mama says Passing friend Be still Be here in the morning Deirdre Big sur Losowe utwory
It s just like you to talk when I m not around.
It s just like you to kick me when I m down.
Symptoms of your lunacy,
Tryin to be what you can t be!
I don t want to end up just like...
You came twice
last year like a Sears catalog
Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
Well now you re seeing me but soon I ll have you seeing God
Cause girl I ll get you panting like you re Pavlov s dog
Like a DC-10 I...
Verse 1:
When your feeling lost in the night,
When you feel your world s just ain t right
Call on me, I will be waiting
Count on me, I will be there
Anytime the times get too tough,
Anytime your best ain t...
Still scowling black
good Captain Clack
must eat his humble pie
His bed is made
the colours fade
his eyes once wet are dry
The naked muse
who sits and chews
tobacco off a tree
removes his shoes
gives way to booze
and searches endlessly
See the naked jumberlack
sip...
Fancy meeting you alone in the crowd
Couldn t help but notice your smile
While everybody else around us is going about
Can we just stop and talk awhile?
I ve been often told our world s growing old
And that friends are harder to find
Do tell me...