Surf, surf, surf

Well her parents said

She's got to go away

Sending her to a school far away

Right smack dab

In the middle of the Usa

To keep her away

From the surfin' coastline thing

Well they did not like the crowd

She was hangin' with all those surfers are no good

Oh c'mon honey

That's just a myth

Just because we're lying in the sun all day

And nighttime dream of riding the perfect wave

It's ok that she's gone away

The tide will bring her back one day

And we can ride like we did before

May, June, July, August, September

Well she's all alone

And she's sitting in the library

And she's learning about computers

And she's dreaming of the sea (and me)

And now we're surfin' together

Every single day