JAN & DEAN > CARNIVAL OF SOUND
Lyrics — Carnival of Sound Album
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HAWAII
(Jan Berry - Jill Gibson)
Hawaii's got two or three of my good years
Hawaii
Is where I'm goin' from L.A.
Hawaii
Is the place I'd rather stay
The summer's vacation to the sea
I'll hop a plane that will fly just for me
Hawaii's got two or three of my good years
Hawaii
Is where I left my girlfriend
Hawaii
I'll find her at South Bend
Together the island we will see
Riding 'round on our new motorcycle
Hawaii's got two or three of my good years
I'll grab my surfboard, make it to the sand
Take the waves, no matter how I land
Following wherever they will lead me
Radios blarin', people do love how
KPOI's always playin' music now
Rock 'n Roll blastin' all around me
Hawaii
I'm headin' back to find my life
Hawaii
On our isle of paradise
In evening the sun will set
And we will sleep, then release, and we'll find peace
Hawaii's got two or three of my good years
Note: KPOI (a radio station in Honolulu) is pronounced like "kay-poy."
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FAN TAN
(Jan Berry - Jill Gibson - Don Altfeld)
Fan Tan, Fan Tan, Tan Tan
Cruisin' Sunset's quite a trip
Whiskey's magic for the hip
But a strange thing I did find
Leaving trails of rainbow wrappers behind
I couldn't get her from my mind
Fan Tan in my hand
You understand I do prefer
Once you try it you will find
The original perfume flavor
Fan Tan, Fan Tan, Fan Tan
Picked her up in my Stingray
Brought her home with me to stay
Though I know it seems absurd
While the flavor lasts she won't say a word
And all I've ever heard her say
Fan Tan in my hand
You understand I do prefer
Once you try it you will find
The original perfume flavor
Fan Tan, Fan Tan, Fan Tan
How could love have been so wrong
When she hadn't known me long
Fan Tan never brought her down
But it's all she ever wanted around
And now I only think of her
Fan Tan in my hand
You understand I do prefer
Once you try it you will find
The original perfume flavor
Fan Tan, Fan Tan, Fan Tan, Fan Tan
Fan Tan, Fan Tan
Fan Tan, Fan Tan, Fan Tan
Fan Tan
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LOUISIANA MAN
(Doug Kershsaw)
At first (birth) mama papa called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a river bed
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my papa and my mama and me
The clock strikes three papa jumps to his feet
Already mama’s cookin' papa somethin' to eat
At half past papa he’s a-ready to go
He jumps in his pirogue and he's down the bayou
He’s got fishin' lines strung up on the Looziana rivers
Try to catch a big fish for us to eat
He set the traps in the swamp catchin' anything he can
Try to make a livin', he’s a Looziana Man
Try to make a livin', he’s a Looziana Man
Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozens
Even got a lady mink, a muskrat’s cousin
Got ‘em out dryin' in the hot, hot sun
Tomorrow papa’s gonna turn ‘em into mon(ey)
Well they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack
Little baby brother on the floor that’s Mack
Fred and Lynn are the family twins*
Big brother Ed’s on the bayou fishin'
On the river floats papa’s great big boat
That’s how my papa goes into town
Takes every bit of a night and a day
And even takes place where the people stay**
I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around
That’s the day my papa takes the furs to town
Papa promised me that I could go
Even let me see a cowboy show
I seen the cowboys and Indians for the first time then
I told my papa gotta go again
Papa said son we got lines to run
We’ll come back again 'cause there’s work to be done
He’s got fishin' lines strung up on the Looziana rivers
Try to catch a big fish for us to eat
He set the traps in the swamp catchin' anything he can
Try to make a livin', he’s a Looziana Man
Try to make a livin', he’s a Looziana Man
*Originally "bren(da) and Lin(da)"
** Originally "to even reach a place where people stay"
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GIRL, YOU'RE BLOWIN' MY MIND
(Jan Berry - Steve Gaines - Paul Freese)
Flusterations hang up the day
Troubles come my way
Hidden feelings darkness finds
Nighttime's one big grind
I'm blowin' my mind
I'm sacked out most of the day
I just can't make it no way
I'm nowhere till we make love baby
That's when I unwind
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
I see blazin' colors flashin' 'cross my ceilin'
I can't let go, this universe is reelin'
Now don't you dig the same thing that I'm feelin'?
Now don't you know the kind of glow I'm revealin'?
I'm walkin' 'round in a daze
I see the world through a haze
But when you're right here by my side
A different guy you'll find
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
I see blazin' colors flashin' 'cross my ceilin'
I can't let go, this universe is reelin'
Now don't you dig the same thing that I'm feelin'?
Now don't you know the kind of glow I'm revealin'?
I'm walkin' 'round in a daze
I see the world through a haze
But when you're right here by my side
A different guy you'll find
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
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MULHOLLAND
(Jan Berry - Roger Christian)
Where the mountains reach up to the sky
Mulholland
High above all the lights
Waiting there for me
I'm goin' up tonight that's for sure
Mulholland
'Cause every day's such a drag
All day long I sleep
Ah, but every night I turn on
Mulholland
The air is clear, the past is near
And then it's time to leave
Oh no!
I feel wasted all day long
Mulholland
The nothing hours, how they drag
Till the nighttime comes 'round
Now the sun's all right but I dig the night
Mulholland
My mind is free, there's more to see
Than any place I know
So for tonight, till it's light
Mulholland
A place for me, where I will be
Spending all my time
Mulholland
(Spoken by two guys -- including Jan Berry -- and a girl)
Have you been to Mulholland before?
No, have you?
Hey, who are you? How'd you get in my car?
I don't go in your car.
Hey get outta my car.
Where's that girl I was with?
Right here, baby.
Oh, come over here.
Who is it, a guy?
Wait a second, it's my turn now.
You already had it, man. Gimme a break.
Hey wait a second, baby.
Come on.
Get your hands off of her, man.
Hey wait.
You can't do this.
Yes we can, man. Come on.
What are you guys laughing about?
Hey, this is the police. I'm gonna bust all you people.
The police?
Oh no, no. We can't stop.
Aaahhh!
Hurry up.
Jan, get your hands off me. You got the wrong one, man.
No sir, I don't.
We don't.
I don't know why, or who, or how.
But we did it, and that's important.
Hey, somebody's got my underpants
Oh no, it isn't. No, it isn't.
No sir-ree, that's my baby.
Yes sir. You know me, baby.
It's not that, Don.
Ahh!
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