Talofofo '90s

[Intro]
Yeah…
Talofofo, Guam…
Back in the ’90s, man.
Bumpim that sound system in your lowrider truck.
Sunshine, waves, BBQ, and the whole village.
Let’s go!

[Verse 1]
Wake up in Talofofo, sun shining bright,
Grab my boys, hit the beach, yeah, we living right.
First Beach calling, everybody in the water,
Jumping off the rocks, laughing with my brothers.

Salt on my skin, sand underneath my feet,
Summer days on Guam, couldn't get much sweeter.
Surfside at the Bay, board tucked underneath,
Waiting on a wave, feeling that island breeze.

Talofofo Bay rolling, waves coming in,
Catch one down the line, hear the whole crew yell, “Again!”
No worries on our mind, just chasing that tide,
Living that Guam life with the ocean by our side.

[Chorus]
Talofofo, where the good times stay,
Cruisin’ through the village on a Saturday.
First Beach, Surfside, Ipan in the sun,
BBQ smoking while we having some fun.

Paulino’s Store, stop and grab a drink,
Fiesta nights got you dancing in the streets.
Back in the ’90s, yeah, we had it all,
Talofofo Guam — that's where I call home.

[Verse 2]
Pull up to Ipan, coolers in the back,
BBQ grill smoking, somebody brought the snack.
Chicken on the fire, ribs on the grill,
Kids running wild while the ocean standing still.

Uncles playing cards, aunties talking story,
Everybody together, that's the island glory.
Radio turned up, somebody singing off-key,
But nobody cared — that's how it had to be.

Then somebody says, “Yo, let's hit Paulino’s,”
Everybody jumping in, windows down, let’s go.
Grab some chips, soda, maybe something sweet,
Back to the beach with the whole family.

[Chorus]
Talofofo, where the good times stay,
Cruisin’ through the village on a Saturday.
First Beach, Surfside, Ipan in the sun,
BBQ smoking while we having some fun.

Paulino’s Store, stop and grab a drink,
Fiesta nights got you dancing in the streets.
Back in the ’90s, yeah, we had it all,
Talofofo Guam — that's where I call home.

[Verse 3]
Then Fiesta time, everybody dressed fresh,
Cars lined up, village looking at its best.
Cruisin’ through Talofofo, music blasting loud,
Windows rolled down, rolling with the crowd.

’92, ’93, ’94, ’95,
’96, ’97 — man, we felt alive.
’98, ’99, memories never fade,
Those were the days that the ’90s made.

Lowriders, trucks, cars rolling through,
Everybody waving when they recognized you.
Fiesta lights shining, music in the air,
Talofofo pride — you could feel it everywhere.

From the church to the streets, from the beach to the bay,
Everybody came together just to celebrate.
No GPS, no phones, no social media feed,
Just “Where you at?” and somebody knew where you'd be.

[Bridge]
First Beach — that's where we learned to swim,
Surfside — chasing waves again.
Ipan — BBQ until the sun went down,
Paulino’s — everybody knew that town.

Fiesta — cruising late at night,
Talofofo ’90s — everything felt right.
Years go by but the memories remain,
Guam in my heart — running through my veins.

[Final Chorus]
Talofofo, where the good times stay,
Cruisin’ through the village on a Saturday.
First Beach, Surfside, Ipan in the sun,
BBQ smoking while we having some fun.

Paulino’s Store, stop and grab a drink,
Fiesta nights got you dancing in the streets.
Back in the ’90s, yeah, we had it all,
Talofofo Guam — that's where I call home.

[Outro]
Yeah…
Talofofo…
Back in the day.
First Beach… Surfside… Ipan…
Paulino’s… Fiesta nights…

If you remember those days,
you already know.

Talofofo ’90s…
Biba Talofofo!
Biba Guam!