I write hit songs with a wave of my hand Songs of surf and sun and sand I make great music with my band Songs you dance to and songs of joy I'm the original beach
revolutions, pirouette and dance amongst the swirls and eddies in their final procession down the muddy river to the delta where they're thrown up by the surf onto sterile beaches
the fellas on the beach in the summertime Checkin' out the girls walkin' up and down the coastline Splashin' in the surf in their bikinis Others tan on a blanket while they sip Martinis All winter long
you ready for?) I'm ready for life in this city and my wings have grown almost enough to lift me. I'm a dinosaur with Jones Beach in my hourglassA passing
you ready for?) I'm ready for life in this city And my wings have grown almost enough to lift me I'm a dinosaur with Jones Beach in my hourglass Passing
a wave of my hand Songs of surf and sun and sand I make great music with my band Songs you dance to and songs of joy I'm the original Beach Boy Everybody's gone surfin' Surfin
