The Beach Boys Medley: I get Around/Little Deuce
Coupe Lyrics:
Round round get around
I get around, yes
(*Laughter* *Clap*)
Get around round round, I get around
I get a--

Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
(Woo!)
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
I'm making real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
(Ow!)

I'm getting awfully mad
driving down the street
(Ow!)
I just don't want to be
bugged sitting next to
my sweets
(*Laughter*)
Bom bom bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta

The other guys are pretty tough
So those other gats over there
better not get tough

I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
I'm a real cool head
(Fake it, come on, Mike! Artistry!)
I'm makin' real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
I get around
Round
Get around, round round
(Rock out, Carl!)

(Anybody...)
(Come on, baby!)
( [...] )

We always take my car
although it's a heap
And we never get turned
down by the chicks we
pick up on
Not much...
None of the guys go steady
'cos it wouldn't be Right
Guard
To leave their best girls home
on a Saturday night

I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
I'm making real good bread
Get around round round, I get around
I get around round woo ooooo
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oooo ooo ooo ooo oooo

Round round get around, I get around
Square
Get around round round, I get a square
Get around round round, I get around
Get around round round, I get around
(Don't stop!)
Get around round round, I get around
Boop boop boop boop
Get around round round, I get around
I get around
(Oh yeah!)

(Oh, that was really bad.)
(Let's do "Little
Deuce Coupe" while
[...] . Real fast,
obviously.)
(I've got it, Brian. Here,
Bruce, do your famous
[...] .)
(Oh.)
(Bom bom.)
(Like this.)
(Hey, do the--)
(Oh--)

Well I'm not braggin', babe,
so don't put me down
Well, I've got the cutest
little piece in town
Well, I'm not braggin', babe, oh yeah

( [...] Carl [...] )
(We lost it.)

She's my little deuce coupe
(Hey, Carl.)
You don't know what I got
Talk to me, baby
Talk to me, baby

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
'Cos if I had a set of
wings, man, I know she
could fly

Hey
My little deuce coupe
You don't know what I--
Little deuce coupe
Yeah
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
(*laugh*) till the lake
pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that ain't enough to
make you flip your lid
There's one more thing: I got
the pink slip daddy
(*Laughter*)
Oh yeah
Da da dom da da dom ba da
(Oh, let's do "Luau"!)
(Talk to me, baby!)

She comes on like a rose, da da dap
(Do the stroll!)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got

(*Laughter*)
Lyrics: Medley: I get Around/Little Deuce Coupe, The Beach
Boys [end]