| The sea is foaming like a bottle of beer
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| The wave is coming, but I ain’t got no fear
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| I’m waxing down, so that I’ll go real fast
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| I’m waxing down, because it’s really a blast
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| I’m going surfing, cause I don’t like your face
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| I’m bailing out, because I hate the race
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| Of rats that run around and 'round in the maze
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| I’m going surfing, I’m going surfing!
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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 trip along
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| The sea is rolling like a thousand pound keg
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| We’re going surfing, going surfing!
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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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| 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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| 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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| And when you’re out of fuel, I’m still afloat
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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! |