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Love Songs of Kalua (Alfred Apaka) · Whips and Roses, Vol. 1/Whips and Roses, Vol. 2 (Tommy Bolin) · Boys Boys Boys (The Chiffons) · Boys Boys Boys (Sabrina) · Best of Sabrina: Boys, Boys, Boys (Sabrina) · Boys, Boys, Boys (Lesley Gore) · Moonlight and Roses/Jim Reeves Way (Jim Reeves) · Moonlight and Roses (Jim Reeves) · Tropical Moonlight/Cuban Moonlight (Stanley Black) · Moonlight on Roses (Brad Prevedoros) – and 90 other albums »


me your hand


Give me something that I can remember


Just like before we can walk by the shore in the moonlight


Beach baby beach baby there
by the shore in the moonlight.

Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
by the shore in the moonlight.

Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
by the shore in the moonlight.

Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
out here in the moonlight
There's something sweet, love
I wanna say

Your honey boy I'm waiting
Those ruby lips to greet
Don't be so captivating
like before 
We could walk by the shore
In the moonlight
Beach baby, beach baby
There on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' is fun
by the shore in the moonlight.

Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
by the shore in the moonlight.

Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
by the shore in the moonlight.

Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
who live by the sea? 

Back on the ranch and everything's normal
Beach blanket bingo comes on the TV
We talk in our sleep and then the next morning
Come to me, midwestern boy
Summer skin, warm as the corn
One slow dance on a moonlight beach
Dressed in just what you were born in

Tall
the sunshine's near
Is it true that wishes can be bought

Everybody needs the moonlight on the beach
Where the water's cold
And no one hears you screech
BOY: On a hot summer night would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth?
BOY: Yes
GIRL: Will he
hearts bouquet,
Come out here in the moonlight,
There's something sweet love,
I want to say.
Your honey boy I'm waiting,
Those ruby lips to greet
hearts bouquet,
Come out here in the moonlight,
There's something sweet love,
I want to say.
Your honey boy I'm waiting,
Those ruby lips to greet
on the cell
Bring your Nike bikini and nothing else
We're goin' to the beach, take the top off the jeep
And bring Chantel as well

And the boys upstairs
On the beach with a bottle of good wine
You and me making love by the moonlight

[Chorus]

Nothing but summer
Oh, summer
[Boy:] On a hot summer night,
would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
[Girl:] Will he offer me his mouth?
[Boy:] Yes.
[Girl:]
[Boy:] On a hot summer night,
would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
[Girl:] Will he offer me his mouth?
[Boy:] Yes.
[Girl:]
blunts, I smoke Cubans all day
Y'all youngin's chase, I'm Patron, and it's Grey
I like South Beach, but I'm in Saint Tropez
Y'all drink Dom but not Rose
BOY: On a hot summer night,
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth?
BOY: Yes.
GIRL: Will he
out by the creek
They would meet there
He put a rose in her hair
Then she kissed him on the cheek

Those were the days of innocence
When a boy
I'm Patron, and it's Grey
I like South Beach, but I'm in Saint Tropez
Y'all drink Dom but not Rose (hey)
Your chick shop in the mall
My chick burnin'
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered Her mask to me
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
As I went wandering drunk down your street
To your window I stumbled by chance and I peeked in on you
Red roses, silk, you in your sleek summer