[Originally by the Beach Boys] We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night, got into a fight Well
I don't want to interrupt you You might be painting your nails With your hot curlers on, each one a different color Or listening to that Beach Boys, 'Sailing
months later, Julie and Billy are married and living with Julie's cousin Nettie. Preparing for that evening's clambake, the girls and boys indulge in
loafers trimmed in chrome- check Ten million shoes going off on adventures And one shoe salesman going home I should be strolling along a sandy beach
Hawaii calls to me come back to the land of love To the beach of Waikiki and the stars that shine above To the rolling surfs where the native boys will
sun Hold on for the slow turning Smoke if you've got 'em boys This is bottom hiding out Down under the stairs Tomorrow has come Like it's drunk on the
don't want to interrupt you You might be painting your nails With your hot curlers on Each one a different color Or listening to that Beach Boys sailing
: [Originally by the Beach Boys] We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night, got into a fight
] Come on, let's drop it in the sunny The B-Boys, are all about the money yeah [Will-Lean:] Well I'ma drop the top, with the beat on knock Pull it out
[Originally by the Beach Boys] We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night, got into a fight