Laguna Beach Bikini

Teen model Tanulka looks a little homesick in her pink turtleneck. She has on white low-rise slacks and a pink turtleneck on an overcast morning.

At one time the turtleneck was part of the sailor’s uniform, worn while on watch on cold nights at sea. Then back in the 1950s and early 1960s, the turtleneck sweater became associated with beatniks and the beat generation. Jazz, bebop and folk music were the new “hip” musical styles. And the king of the folk singers of course was Bob Dylan.

Look out kid
It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when
But you’re doin’ it again
–Bob Dylan, Subterranean Homesick Blues

Bob Dylan: SUBTERRANEAN HOMESICK BLUES

Johnny’s in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I’m on the pavement
Thinkin’ about the government
Man in a trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says hes got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when
But you’re doin’ it again
You better duck down the alleyway
Lookin’ for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap
In a pig pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin’ that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phones tapped anyway
Maggie says the men they say
They must bust in early may
Orders from the DA
Look out kid
Don’t matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don’t tie no bows
Better stay away from those
That carry ’round a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch for plain clothes
You don’t need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring a bell, hard to tell
If anything is gonna to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You’re gonna get hit
By losers, cheaters
Six-time users
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin’ for a new fool
Don’t follow leaders
Watch the parking meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don’t steal, don’t lift
Twenty years of schoolin’
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don’t wear sandals
Try to avoid scandals
Don’t wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don’t work
cause the vandals took the handles

Key of A (Capo up 3)
Intro G G GC GC GC GC

Verse
GC GC GC GC
GC GC GC GC
C
GC GC GC GC
D
GC GC

Break G