I once knew a girl She was smart, and she was pretty And she rocked her way from sweet L.A We downed in New York City Yeah, she's looking for a scene For gettin' out of hand Now she's found a little something And she's checking out the band From northern Arctic Circle down to southern Alabama Everybody's doing the gothic surf-a-rama
Hang onto your panties Go and getting out your board Go and get down on your knees And start praying to your Lord There's something cooking for you That you may not understand Don't go crying to your daddy Don't get Mom to hold your hand From northern Arctic Circle down to southern Alabama Everybody's doing the gothic surf-a-rama
Don't get hung up on the tootsie Don't get hung up on the twist V.B.B. has got the rhythm you just can't resist And that girl that I had mentioned Well, now she's just doing fine And I heard a trumor from a friend She surf-a-ramas all the time From northern Arctic Circle down to southern Alabama Vampire beach babes do the gothic surf-a-rama
From northern Arctic Circle down to southern Alabama Everybody's doing the gothic surf-a-ramaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.