1. Strophe: If Everybody Had An Ocean, Across The USA. Then Everybody’d Be Surfin‘ Like California Bay. You’d See Them Wearing Their Baggies, Huarachi Sandals Too. A Bushy Bushy Blonde Hair Do, Surfin‘ USA. 2. Strophe: You’ll Catch’em Surfin‘ At Del Mar, Ventura Country Line. Santa Cruz And Tressels, Australia’s Narabine. All Over Manhattan And Down Doheny Way, Everybody’s Gone Surfin‘, Surfin‘ USA. 3. Strophe: We’ll All Be Plainin‘ Out A Route, We’re Gonna Take Real Soon. We Are Waxin‘ Down Surf-Sboards, We Can’t Wait June. We’ll All Be Gonne For The Sommer, We’re On Safari To Stay. Tell The Teachers We’re Surfin‘, Surfin‘ USA. (Drawbar-Solo) Break: Everybody’s Gone Surfin‘, Surfin‘ USA. (Guitar Solo) Dextro: Everybody’s Gone Surfin‘, Surfin‘ USA. (Repeat And Fade Out)