Don't Come Knockin' If The Tiki Hut's Rockin'
DON'T COME KNOCKIN' IF
THE TIKI HUT'S ROCKIN’
Bill Whyte /Brent Burns
Verse
Got a little grass shack
Down by the water
People stop by
Sometimes they shouldn’t oughta
Me and my baby
We like to get cozy
So if the parrot lights off
Don’t get nosy
Chorus
Don’t come a knockin if the Tiki Hut is rockin’
If the Tiki Hut is rockin don’t come a knockin’
If you’re standing on my deck and hearing sounds of the jungle
And your feet start swaying and ya feel a little rumble
Don’t come a knockin’ if the Tiki Hut is rockin’
If the Tiki Hut is rockin’ don’t come a knockin’
If there’s coconut bra is swinging from the front door
Don’t come knockin’ if the Tiki Hut is rockin’
Verse
You can come see me
Any old time
But you might give me a call
Before you just drop by
Cause if my baby’s comin’ over
I’m gonna be tied up
It’s exactly what you’re thinkin’
If that’s not clear enough
(I’ll say it again now)
Repeat chorus
SEX ON THE BEACH
Brent Burns/Bobby Weinstein/Roger Sovine
Verse 1
The prettiest
girl that I’ve ever seen
Was choosing a song on the record machine.
Her body was shaped like a Gibson guitar
and I shook like a leaf when she came to the bar.
She was young, she was lovely, she sure smelled divine.
I was sure she would order champagne or wine,
Or a fruity colada with berries and peach.
But my face turned red when instead she said, “I’d love to have Sex On The
Beach!”
Chorus
Whoa! Sex On
The Beach….Sex On The Beach….
All that she wanted was Sex On The Beach.
(Repeat Chorus twice)
Verse 2
(She said) “I don’t like martinis, they make my head spin.
Tequila will alter the mood that I’m in.
Just pour in the vodka, and raspberry schnapps
A little OJ, and then throw in some rocks.”
Then I trembled, inside, when she whispered the words,
“I like when it’s shaken. I don’t like mine stirred.
Some melon, some cherries, a little of each
Seems like lately I really go crazy, for Sex On The Beach.”
Repeat Chorus
Verse 3
Manhattans, Mojitos and Singapore Slings
I just couldn’t tempt her with none of those things.
And as hard as I tried, I just couldn’t reach
her flaming desire for Sex On The Beach.
She made me kind of curious ‘bout this fruity drink
So I tried my very first, just to see what I’d think
I liked it so much, I said bring us two each
Last thing I remember about last night we both had Sex on the Beach.
Repeat Chorus
PLEASE DON’T LET THAT KID MOVE BACK HOME
Brent Burns
Verse 1
Got a call today that really rocked my world
My son just lost his job and his best girl
Got nowhere to live, he’s on his own
Please let him meet a woman who owns a home
My wife almost passed out when she heard the news
When she stopped cryin’, we broke out the booze
Fell to our knees in the kitchen, all alone
Lord, please don’t let that kid move back home.
Chorus
So hang me by my thumbs. Yank out all my teeth.
Pull my fingernails out, real slow.
A pox on my house . . . let all my hair fall out.
But please don’t let that kid move back home.
Verse 2
We sold his bed the day that he moved out.
We got naked and just ran around the house.
Right now the world, is our oyster shell.
But if he comes back, that’s all shot to hell.
You know, college for him, was a career.
That BS degree, it took him 8 years.
Well, that boy needs to find his own way
And I’ll send money, just keep him away.
Chorus
So hang me by my thumbs. Yank out all my teeth.
Pull my fingernails out, real slow.
Poke me in the eye. Tell him we both died.
But please don’t let that kid move back home.
Ending tag
You know he’s a full grown brat and we don’t want him back.
Please don’t let that kid…..we’re tryin’ to get rid
Lord, please don’t let that kid move back home.
LIVIN' IN LIMBO
Brent Burns
Verse 1
Bent over backwards, handed you my heart.
If that ain’t love, show me the missing part.
Now someone else has caught your eye.
Just give me the word girl, and I’ll say goodbye.
Chorus
Limbo, yeah livin’ in limbo
Are you gonna go? Are you gonna stay?
Him or me? Hey what’s it gonna be?
I’m in limbo, yeah I’m livin’ in limbo.
Verse 2
You need to let me know, what you want baby.
Yeah this up in the air stuff ya know it’s makin’ me crazy.
If you don’t want me here, then I don’t want to be.
I’d rather be down the road, than here in misery.
Chorus
Limbo, livin’ in limbo.
Are you gonna go? Are you gonna stay?
Him or me? Hey what’s it gonna be?
I’m in limbo, yeah I’m livin’ in limbo.
Bridge
Please don’t let me hang around too long.
It’s cold out here where my heart’s hangin’ on.
Chorus
Limbo, yeah I’m livin’ in limbo.
Are you gonna go? Are you gonna stay?
Him or me? Hey what’s it gonna be?
Limbo, yeah I’m livin’ in limbo.
Are you gonna go? Are you gonna stay?
Him or me? Hey what’s it gonna be?
I’m in limbo. Yeah I’m livin’ in limbo.
CHEAP WHITE WINE, CHEAP WHITE WOMEN
Roger Sovine, Brent Burns, Bill Whyte
Chorus
Cheap white wine, cheap white women.
All dressed up with all the trimmings.
Two dollar wine ‘til closing time.
Cheap white wine, cheap white women.
Verse
Tuesday at five they’re in a rush
Driving and applying fresh make up.
They flock to the Cork Room. The price is right.
A ten dollar bill, they can drink all night.
REPEAT CHORUS
Verse
Guys rush in like a bunch of fools
For those little black dresses perched on stools.
Guys buy the drinks playing the role.
Tuesday night, two dollar, Cork Room Romeos.
REPEAT CHORUS
Bridge
Some pair up. Some just leave.
Next Tuesday night there’s gonna be
REPEAT CHORUS
‘CAUSE I’M A GUY
Bill Whyte/Brent Burns
Verse
I cuss a little. I strut my stuff.
Some girls think I’m cocky. So what?
I stretch the truth. Tell little white lies.
Why? 'Cause I’m a guy.
I may scratch myself way down south.
May get a little drunk. Get a little loud.
I may go to a chick flick. I won’t cry.
Why? 'Cause I’m guy.
Chorus
G-U-Y
Why?
(girls sing) 'Cause he’s a guy.
Verse
I only go to weddings if there’s an open bar.
Won’t wear a tie. Ain’t going that far.
I don’t watch women’s sports. I’d rather die.
Why? 'Cause I’m a guy.
I got a special gal and I’m pretty true,
But if a pretty girl walks by what can I do?
I take take a little peek out the corner of my eye.
Why? 'Cause I’m a guy.
REPEAT CHORUS
Verse
When it comes to getting her in the mood for romance,
I’ll do what it takes. Hell, I’ll even dance.
If it gets her into sack, I’ll pay that price.
Why? 'Cause I’m a guy.
REPEAT CHORUS
Verse
Well I gotta go now. Got to vacuum the rug.
Let’s just keep this strictly between us.
She do say jump and I do say how high.
Why? 'Cause I’m a guy.
REPEAT CHORUS
I MISS MY BOAT SINCE SHE’S BEEN GONE
Bill Whyte/Brent Burns
Verse
She said she’d had enough and it was time to go
So she shoved off with my old sailboat.
A blind man could have seen what I didn’t see
That some things in this life aren’t meant to be.
Yea I miss her more than I can ever say.
And how good she looked when wind would hit her face.
I don’t miss a thing about her and that’s the truth.
Haven’t cried one time. Haven’t been the least bit blue.
Don’t miss that diamond ring she’s still got on,
But Lord I miss my boat since she’s been gone.
Chorus
She was old.
She was leaky
Although I rarely got her wet.
And her top sails
Are kind of drooping,
But she’s the best girl I’ve had.
I’ve lost my compass.
I’ve lost my anchor.
I lost my favorite ride of all.
Lord, I miss my boat since she’s been gone.
HILLBILLY
SINGER
Roger Sovine/Bobby Weinstein/Brent Burns
Chorus 1
My daddy was a hillbilly singer,
A genuine, certified, hillbilly singer.
He played honky tonks and bars, living mostly in his car.
Yes, he was a hillbilly singer.
Chorus 2
My daddy was a hillbilly singer,
A bonafied, chicken fried, hillbilly singer.
He was CMA approved. Paid musician union dues.
A guitar picking, hillbilly singer.
Verse 1
Mommma was the sad songs that he would write.
When he got home they'd always drink and fight.
She had to raise us kids on her own.
We'd still sit and wait for him to come home.
Chorus 3
My daddy was a hillbilly singer,
The real deal, hillbilly singer.
From his wild and crazy youth, he was three chords and the truth.
My daddy was a hillbilly singer.
Verse 2
Sometimes he only brought us sorrow
‘Cause he'd be here one day and gone tomorrow.
Once more we'd be sittin' all alone
Listening to his records and waitin' by the phone.
REPEAT CHORUS
Verse 3
Daddy died last year out on the road.
At least he was where he felt at home.
He always had to do one more show.
I may not know much, but this I know
REPEAT CHORUS
LOVE TOO BIG TO FAIL
Brent Burns
Verse 1
We’ve waited so long for this moment
And I know you’ve got your doubts.
Yes, I have my own fears,
But I’m ready to step out.
Travel life together, down that road with many turns.
I know we can make it. Through troubles, we’ll prevail.
Our love’s too big to fail.
I’ll spend what’s left of my life
Showing you my love.
It’s hard for me, not to believe
This all came from above.
Deep in my soul, I know it’s real. We’re destined to be here.
When two hearts come together, everyone can tell
Our love’s too big to fail.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
Bridge
And some day when we’re old and gray
Someone may recall,
“Those two found something special.
They really had it all.”
They’ll tell a tale of a love too big to fail.
Tag
We’ve waited so long for this moment.
I love you there’s no doubt.
SCREW THE CRITICS
by Brent Burns
VERSE
Some folks get big kicks, when they rain on your parade.
Always bring a dark cloud, to an otherwise sunny day.
You try something great. They’ll say it can’t be done.
Say, “I was just being honest” every time they hurt someone.
Chorus
Screw the critics… guess they’ll always be around.
A sour note…that’s their favorite sound.
And their smile…is always upside down.
Keep your happy face…let them wear that frown.
Verse
They say you just got lucky when you score that winning run.
While their only real game…is finding fault in everyone.
Much too scared to ever play…so afraid they might fail.
Their minds are stuck in the sand…you’re already settin’ sail.
Chorus
Screw the critics…don’t need them around.
And the cynics…who try and keep you down.
They’re in the cheap seats…not brave enough for the stage.
You’re livin’ large…dreamin’ big everyday.
Bridge
So if being skeptical and critical is your proclivity
Get a life…stay the hell away from me.
REPEAT CHORUS