Dick Dale & the Del-Tones: Miserlou

I want to play this song atop the building of the job I just quit with my shirt unbuttoned and flowing in the wind as the sun rises east of me, and when that elegant hawk glides down to perch on my shoulder, I'm going to swing the guitar sideways and hit it in the head and my playing will be so righteous that it won't even matter that there are hawk feathers stuck in the guitar strings.