If everybody had an ocean across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin' like California
You'd see them wearin' their baggies, Huara-Chi sandals, too
A bushy bushy blonde hair do, surfin' U.S.A.
You'll catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar, Ventura county county line
Santa Cruz and Tressels, Australia's Narabine
Sll over Manhattan and down Doheny Way
Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.A
We'll all be plannin' out a route
We're gonna take out real soon
We're waxin' down our surfboards
We can't wait for June
We'll all be gone for the summer
We're on safari to stay
Tell the teacher we're surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.