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The Beach Boys Back Home

mama done rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was back in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home

Though I know you're not at home But I can see you Your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby And

down alone I'm drivin' by your house, though I know, you're not home I can see you, your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back

thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire 17 inch momos black magic on his tires Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, cellular phones And concerts

Hittin' somethin' and drunk drivin' past the boys in the blue Talkin' to you We can do it in the middle of the night, girl We can do it on the beach

they) But they're all the same (d-da, d-da, da da, da da) even big, bad bad boys get scared at night it keeps them safe (at home baby) I'm gonna throw

Bouncy bouncy bikini bottoms Bouncy bouncy bikini bottoms So, ah, are you going back to college after, after Spring Break? Well I don't know, Mark. I, things have changed at home

22s canary yellow in my teeth you dudes slow i dont ever see youll caching up with me you way below the sea level me im stepping on the beach no beach

, I could not compete, with air in my head and lead in my feet. When he came to London the saw, a midnight flit to find another bed. But back home on the beach