| The sea is foamin' like a bottle of beer
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| The wave is comin' but I ain’t got no fear
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| I’m waxin' down so that I’ll go real fast
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| I’m waxin' down because it’s really a blast
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| I’m goin' surfin' 'cause I don’t like your face
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| I’m bailin' out because I hate the race
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| Of rats that run round and round in a maze
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| I’m goin' surfin', I’m goin' surfin'
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| You take your car to work, I’ll take my board
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| And when you’re out of fuel I’m still afloat
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| My buddies and their honeys, all come along
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| They seem invincible as they surf along
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| The sea is rollin' like a thousand pound keg
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| I’m goin' surfin', I’m goin' surfin'
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| You take your car to work, I’ll take my board
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| And when you’re out of fuel I’m still afloat
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| All along the undertow is strengthening its hold
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| I never thought it’d come to this, now I can never go home
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| You take your car to work, I’ll take my board
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| And when you’re out of fuel I’m still afloat
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| (You take your car to work, I’ll take my board)
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| All along the undertow is strengthening its hold
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| (And when you’re out of fuel, I’m still afloat)
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| I never thought it’d come to this, now I can never go home
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| (You take your car to work, I’ll take my board)
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| All along the undertow is strengthening its hold
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| (And when you’re out of fuel, I’m still afloat)
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| I never thought it’d come to this, now I can never go home
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| (You take your car to work, I’ll take my board)
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| All along the undertow is strengthening its hold
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| (And when you’re out of fuel, I’m still afloat)
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| I never thought it’d come to this, now I can never go home
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| You take your car, I’ll take my board
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| You take your car, I’ll take my board, let’s go |