Lyrics:
Here come the surfmenPouring out of vansWalking on the waterSeaweed in their handsNo one escapes themDropping in and outClogging up the sea lanesThat's what it's all aboutHere come the surfmenBottle blondes, perfect bodsOur chix are hot, no doubtTheir straps they keep so tight - alrightSo they won't fall outWaxing up their big stixTo explore green roomUs boys be mooey machoSometimes fall down go boomHere come the surfmenThe surfmen, ride like nobody canJanuary FebruaryWhen there is no sunMeet us at the tanning centerWe have tons o' funHanging ten off the lipSand between our toesEven though we're not real briteWe strive to walk the noseHere come the surfmenThe surfmen, ride like nobody can