| In Hawaii there’s a place known as Waimea Bay
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| Where the best surfers in the world come to stay
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| And ride the wild surf they come to try
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| To conquer those waves some 30 feet high
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Gotta take that one last ride
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| Surf fever brings them here to meet the test
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| And hanging round the beach you’ll see the best
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| They’re waxed up and ready just waiting for
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| The surf to build up on the northern shore
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Gotta take that one last ride
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| Lined up and waiting for that next big set outside
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| Nothing can stop it 'cause you’ve just gotta ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
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| The heavies at the pipeline are okay
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| But they can’t match the savage surf at Waimea Bay
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| It takes a lot of skill and courage unknown
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| To catch the last wave and ride it in alone
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| Ride ride ride the wild surf
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| Ride ride ride the wild surf
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| Ride ride ride the wild surf
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| Gotta take that one last
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| Gotta take that one last ride
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Ride, ride, ride the wild surf
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| Gotta take that one last ride |