Lyrics:

If evrybody had an ocean across the U.S.A., Then evrybodyd be surfin like Californ-I-A. Youd see em wearin their baggies. Huarachi sandals, too. A bushy bushy blonde hairdo. Surfin U.S.A. Youll catch em surfin at Del Mar. Ventura County Line. Santa Cruz and Trestles. Australias Narabine. All over Manhattan, and down Doheny way. Evrybodys gone surfin. Surfin U.S.A. Well all be plannin out a route were gonna take real soon. Were waxin down our surfboards. We cant wait for June. Well all be gone for the summer. Were on safari to stay. Tell the teacher were surfin. Surfin U.S.A. At Haggartys and Swamis. Pacific Palisades. San Onofre and Sunset. Redondo Beach, L.A. All over La Jolla, and Waimea Bay. Evrybodys 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.