If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like California
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals too
A bushy, bushy blond hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A.
You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar (inside, outside U.S.A.)
Ventura County line (inside, outside U.S.A.)
Santa Cruz and Trestle (inside, outside U.S.A.)
Australia's Narabine (inside, outside U.S.A.)
All over Manhattan (inside, outside U.S.A.)
And down Doheny Way (inside, outside U.S.A.)
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
We'll all be plannin' out a route
We're gonna take real soon
We're waxing down our surfboards
We can't wait for June
We'll all be gone for the summer
We're on surfari to stay
Tell the teacher we're surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
And haggerties and Swamies (inside, outside U.S.A.)
Pacific Palisades (inside, outside U.S.A.)
San Anofree and Sunset (inside, outside U.S.A.)
Redondo Beach L.A. (inside, outside U.S.A.)
All over La Jolla (inside, outside U.S.A.)
At Waimia Bay (inside, outside-)
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Yeah, everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Yeah, everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
