Surfer Girl
Sophie B. Hawkins"Surfer Girl" é uma música de Sophie B. Hawkins, 2004, Pop. A música tem 2:49 de duração, 36 lines / 238 words.
Letra
0:15Let me be your guitar strummer
0:18Catch a wave between your curls
0:22All I need is one hot summer
0:26To become your surfer girl
0:29I don't wanna build a castle of sand without your help
0:36I don't wanna wade in the water with anyone else
0:43Let me be your diving partner
0:47Teach you not to be afraid
0:51To go deeper for the treasure that was lost one stormy day
0:58I'd rather be your surfer girl
1:02Than have all the riches in the world
1:05And I'd rather lie with you on the beach
1:09Than suffer admirers at my feet
1:12Why can't I be your surfer child?
1:16And catch the stars as they fall from your eyes
1:20Sweep me out in your rip tide
1:23Ride ride ride
1:41Let me be your conga player
1:45Serenade you on the street
1:48Al the natives' gather there
1:52In the evening by the sea
1:56I'd rather be your surfer girl
1:59Than have all the riches in this world
2:03And I'd rather lie with you on the beach than suffer admirers at my feet
2:10Why can't I be your surfer child
2:13And catch the stars as they dull from your eyes
2:17Sweep me out in your riptide
2:21Ride ride ride
2:25Sweep me out in your riptide
2:28Ride ride ride
2:32Sweep me out in your riptide
2:35Ride ride ride
2:39Sweep me out in your riptide
2:42Ride ride ride
2:46Sweep me out in your riptide
2:49Ride ride ride
Let me be your guitar strummer Catch a wave between your curls All I need is one hot summer To become your surfer girl I don't wanna build a castle of sand without your help I don't wanna wade in the water with anyone else Let me be your diving partner Teach you not to be afraid To go deeper for the treasure that was lost one stormy day I'd rather be your surfer girl Than have all the riches in the world And I'd rather lie with you on the beach Than suffer admirers at my feet Why can't I be your surfer child? And catch the stars as they fall from your eyes Sweep me out in your rip tide Ride ride ride Let me be your conga player Serenade you on the street Al the natives' gather there In the evening by the sea I'd rather be your surfer girl Than have all the riches in this world And I'd rather lie with you on the beach than suffer admirers at my feet Why can't I be your surfer child And catch the stars as they dull from your eyes Sweep me out in your riptide Ride ride ride Sweep me out in your riptide Ride ride ride Sweep me out in your riptide Ride ride ride Sweep me out in your riptide Ride ride ride Sweep me out in your riptide Ride ride ride
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