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 blonde hairdo, surfin' U.S.A.
You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar Ventura County line
Santa Cruz and Trestle, Australia's Narrabeen
All over Manhattan, and down Doheny Way
Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.A.
We'll all be planning that 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.
Haggerties and Swamies, Pacific Palisades
San Onofre and Sunset, Redondo Beach L.A.
All over La Jolla, at Wa'imea Bay.
Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.A.
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