Playlist The Trashmen

the trashmen - a-bone

I've got a little A-bone like you never have seen
A way-out wailin' type of boss machine
Top eliminator at all the big name drags
Well she's stroked and bored and shaved so neat
and sittin' right next to my bucket seat

It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie ah HAHAHAHAHA...

Cobra, Cobra where have you been, I've been lookin' all over and back
again
My little A-bone's just achin' to shut you down
She's a'runnin' smooth, she's a'runnin' true
She's got a big surprise for you

It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie, ah HAHAHAHAHA

Cobra, Stingray what'cha gonna' do when my little A-bone comes lookin'
for you
Cobra, Stingray ain't cha gonna' weep when you see my taillights down
the street

Cobra, Stingray what'cha gonna' do when my little A-bone comes lookin'
for you
Cobra, Stingray ain't cha gonna' weep when you see my taillights down
the street

Well my little A-bone went over the hill, left that Cobra standin' still

Buddy, buddy, buddy better shut your Cobra down
Well your clutch is burnin', your tires are hot
You don't know what my A-bone's got

It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie, ah HAHAHAHAHA

You don't know what my A-bones got
You don't know what my A-bones got
You don't know what my A-bones got

the trashmen - bird dance beat

Uh well a'shake'a your shoulders and a'move' your feet
We're gonna stomp to the Bird Dance Beat
Uh well a'flap'a your arms and move'a your hands
We're gonna rock to the Bird Dance band

Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow

Uh we're a'shakin' and a'movin with all around
Uh well'a dancin' with all the boss chicks in town
Uh well'a do the Bird Dance till broad day light
Uh well'a that's the way that we spend our night

Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow

Uh well the kids here are a'wailin' so let's do it now
Cause the Birdman's singin' papa oom mow mow
If you've heard the Surfin' Bird you can't go wrong
Cause they're playin' and a'singin' with a Bird Dance song

Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow

WHAT'S THE WORD....................

Uh well a'shake'a your shoulders and a'move' your feet
We're gonna stomp to the Bird Dance Beat
Uh well a'flap'a your arms and move'a your hands
We're gonna rock to the Bird Dance band

Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow

Uh we're a'shakin' and a'movin with all around
Uh well'a dancin' with all the boss chicks in town
Uh well'a do the Bird Dance till broad day light
Uh well'a that's the way that we spend our night

Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow

Uh well the kids here are a'wailin' so let's do it now
Cause the Birdman's singin' papa oom mow mow mow
If you've heard the Surfin' Bird you can't go wrong
Cause they're playin' and a'singin' with a Bird Dance song

Oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow
Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow

the trashmen - king of the surf

Well we're takin' my woodie and headin' on down
Where the cool cool surfers all gather round
Got a brand new board and I'm ready to fly
I'll be shootin' the curl before the sun is high
Show those hodads, gremmies, heroes too
The kinda' high ridin' real surfers too

Well I'm a high ridin' surfer and it takes three crunchers and a heavy
to wipe me out
I can do a double spinner before you count to three
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me

Well I'm a real hot-dogger so very alive
When I'm ridin' the cruncher and a'hangin' five
Listen to the roar of the shore break sound
Keep on surfin' till the sun goes down
Grab your honey and a'hold her tight
We're gonna have a surfin' party tonight

Well I'm a high ridin' surfer and it takes three crunchers and a heavy
to wipe me out
I can do a double spinner before you count to three
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me

Surf City's callin' me and a'man oh man
Gonna find a surf baby grab her by the hand
Gonna build a fire, gonna build it right
We're gonna dance on the beach, gonna dance all night
Dance and sing the whole night away
And be ridin' our surfboards well the very next day

Well I'm a high ridin' surfer and it takes three crunchers and a heavy
to wipe me out
I can do a double spinner before you count to three
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me
Whoa oh, king of the surf that's me

the trashmen - my woodie

Well if you ever go down to where the big cars go
Well you can ask anybody cause they all know
That there's one wild woodie that's really mean
She's a roller cam huffer blown fuelie machine

She's big, big, she's bad, bad, my woodie

She's a full out scavenger with racin' slicks
And when I'm lightin' the skins I really get my kicks
Uh well she's chopped and a'channeled and she's stroked and bored
A big rubber daddy with a four on the floor

She's big, big, she's bad, bad, my woodie

A roller cam huffer blown fuelie machine
That really wails comin' out of the gate
I can hit second gear while you're still layin' rubber
And buddy by that time it's too late

So you better think twice cause your wastin' my time
When you come around messin' with that woodie of mine
Cause she'll walk right over those bennie soups
The Stingrays, Caddies and the little deuce coupes

She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie

the trashmen - sleeper

Sleeper, Sleeper,
Sleeper, Sleeper

There's an old grey coupe been comin' around and it looks like nothin'
but sad
All scratched and dirty with a cracked windshield and the paint job's
really bad
Well her fenders shake and a taillight's gone and the rust is showin'
through
She's a dog on top but a devil underneath and she'll make a fool of you

Sleeper, Sleeper, watcher kinda close don't laugh too loud or smile
She may look funny but don't you know, that bone yard devil can really
go
Nine flat in a quarter mile

Sleeper, Sleeper, watcher kinda close don't laugh too loud or smile
She may look funny but don't you know, that bone yard devil can really
go
Nine flat in a quarter mile

She's a dog on top and a devil underneath and you wouldn't believe your
eyes
When she leaves a Cobra sittin' on the line, somebody's gonna get wise
Well nobody's touched that old grey coupe and nobody's shut her down
Comin' long side or waitin' for the light, you can hear that big bad
sound

Sleeper, Sleeper, leave me alone don't want no more I'm wise
She may not shine or look so neat, with her tailpipe draggin' down the
street
But it's just a big disguise
Well it's just a big disguise
Well it's just a big disguise
Well it's just a big disguise