Doo-doo-dooooo...

We're going downtown baby,

that's where we wanna go.

I've got a map, you rolled up the window.

She said, "see it," and I said,

"it's beautiful, somewhere in between dumb and kind of cool."

Hey surfer girl with your messed up hair,

she put her hands in the sky and kept them there.

Said she's too afraid to tell the high school secret.

But you don't have to be afraid,

I promise I can keep it.

I wanna be a deep sea diver,

swimming in a foreign sea.

Where the sunshine shines like wildfire and the waves just keep on crashing.

Or an outback trailblazing mountain climber walking through the rugged land.

I'll be following the clues in my worn out shoes saying,

"The dirt won't wash off my hands."

Doo-doo-dooooo...

I've got an eighty-seven push,

a twelve speed bicycle leaning up against the hideout by the swimming pool.

She walks by and says,

"Oh, yeah, I like that. Maybe we can bike together on the way back."

Hey pretty girl with your beach-blonde hair,

I saw you walked by me trying not to stare.

Said she's too afraid to say what she's thinking of and says she doesn't want to talk about it just because.

I wanna be a deep sea diver,

swimming in a foreign sea.

Where the sunshine shines like wildfire and the waves just keep on crashing.

Or an outback trailblazing mountain climber walking through the rugged land.

I'll be following the clues in my worn out shoes saying,

"The dirt won't wash off my hands."

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be a deep sea diver

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be a deep sea diver

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be a deep sea diver

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be a deep sea diver