Beach Boys

Surfin' U.S.A.

If everybody had an ocean across the U.S.A.,
Then everybody'd be surfin like Californ-i-a.
You'd see em wearin' their baggies. Huarachi sandals, too.
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo...Surfin' U.S.A.
You'll catch em surfin' at Del Mar...Ventura County Line.
Santa Cruz and Trestles...Australias Narabine.
All over Manhattan, and down Doheny way.
Everybody's gone surfin'. Surfin' U.S.A.
We'll all be plannin' out a route...we're gonna take real soon.
We're waxin' down our surfboards. We can't wait for June.
We'll all be gone for the summer. We're on safari to stay.
Tell the teacher we're surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.
At Haggartys and Swamis...Pacific Palisades.
San Onofre and Sunset...Redondo Beach, L.A.
All over La Jolla, and Waimea Bay.
Everybody's gone surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.
REPEAT#3.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.