Without a doubt the heart is bound to fight
So when you know you're wrong someone says you're right
Your man says you're given too much lip
Your Mama says you're dressin' much too hip
When you've got problems you've got to get away
From everyone who doesn't understand
Pick yourself out a very private wave
And then, my friend, hang ten
The heat's comin' down upon your head
He's writin' up every word you said
You're laughin' loud because you think you've won
But the man calls you a loser on the run
When you've got problems you've got to get away
From everyone who doesn't understand
Pick yourself out a very private wave
And then, my friend, hang ten
The surf can unlock anybody's mind
You'll never know the answers you can find
You're all alone, no one to tie your hands
Your smilin' face, he thinks he understands
When you've got problems you've got to get away
From everyone who doesn't understand
Pick yourself out a very private wave
And then, my friend, hang ten
And then, my friend, hang ten
And then, my friend, hang ten
And then, my friend, hang ten