Lyrics:

You're up state, up late, and city fed

I'm a California label

From the top of my head,

Forever, ah

See a lot of open sky

When the sun goes down

There's a hot, lot of loving when you come

Around, to free me, ah



In a boat to sail, boat to sail, away, ah

All those letters mailed from a

Boat to sail, away ah

We are riding in a boat to sail



Bare foot, coconut and supermild

Jamaica take a look

At your own child

Forget not

Brian Wilson songs are never left behind

Don't you worry baby, you're a friend of mine

For so long



From a boat to sail, boat to sail, away ah

All those letters mailed, from a

Boat to sail, away ah

We are riding in a boat to sail

We are riding in a boat to sail