Fuck Big Boy Act a Fool Ackrite Be-in Give It 2 Ya Smack My Bitch Up Atwa Black Night White Light Benny Blanco THAT A Flock of Seagulls Frankie Goes to Hollywood Prodigy System of a Down Bloodhound Gang Zhil D12 Abba B. G. Damned Slipknot Bloodhound Gang Da Brat De La Soul Debbie Gibson Dr. Dre Alice Deejay Echo The Bunnymen Ian Hunter Zebrahead Lyrics >  R >  R. E. M. > Beachball Beachball Tonight’s alive The beachball is set to fly Those well-tequilla’d guys Who smile at strangers. á tes souhaits á tes amours chéri You give a little sneeze and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba This life is sweet. You’re dancin’ in the street. Who knows who we might meet? You’re too fine. The little weekend’s here. Thursday has an ear. Her coffee-clash career, she talks to strangers. And kissing by the sea. Particular to me. ’ti punch, mojito, sling and dance the rhu-rhu-rhu-rhu-rhumba. This life is sweet. You’re dancin’ in the street. Who knows who, you and me You’re too fine. We flash the seaside sky With starfish butterflies To cast a spell and Welcome locals Weekenders and strangers. You’re too fine. You’re too fine. You’re too fine. {othersongs}