Do you remember? Do you remember?) And the beat's not jumpin' till the drummer says he's ready to go (Do you remember? Do you remember?) Well, now do you
(Do you remember, do you remember) And the beat's not jumpin' till the drummer says he's ready to go (Do you remember, do you remember) Well now do you
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Do you remember, do you remember) And the beat's not jumpin' till the drummer says he's ready to go (Do you remember, do you remember) Well now do you
you? You think you read minds? You better watch where you're putting those hands, You better stop if you're making more plans 'Coz everything you do makes
me she like that In fact, you the first one to make it feel right I knew she wasn't lyin', knew the cat was real tight And afta tonight, you gone remember
G] You know what? Play it back a little Lemme hear what it sound like real quick [Malique] That¡A?s how you do that Back in Long Beach Warren
On The End Of The Gun My Boys Givn Paper Just As Quick As It Komes And if your stadin in the way a mama missin her son I Remember Back In The Day It
you know about these Long Beach boys in the hood Should anything go wrong and niggaz act shitty Remember fool this is Long Beach city, punk Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you
then get the fuck up Looks are hooked, you lucked up, you're booked You gotta be hard 'cause I ain't with softies Hit, then you miss, gotta get offa
Mex don't understand tha game I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang Hoggin and doggin
drunk or asleep. And you're watching for America and the boat's going up and down. And you don't like it anyhow. But you gotta stand there and watch,
Yeah yeah yeah Well I'm going back this summer to Ohio I'm gonna seek out all my friends I've always known I'm goin' back to that farm that I remember
you again Hey, Sandy girl... my baby Now the greasers, they tramp the streets or get busted for sleepin' on the beach all night Them boys in their
weather About giving our love a whirl Do you remember the time at the high school dance When the Beach Boys sang about good vibrations? My Victoria, Victoria, I could love you
