Two girls for every boyI bought a pretty cool wagon and we call it a woody(Surf City, here we come)You know it's not very cherry, it's an oldie but a goody(Surf City, here we come)Well, it ain't got a back seat or a rear windowBut it still gets me where I wanna goAnd we're gonna to Surf City, 'cause it's two to oneYou know we're gonna to Surf City, gonna have some funYeah, we're gonna to Surf City, 'cause it's two to oneYou know we're gonna to Surf City, gonna have some fun, nowTwo girls for every boyTwo girls for everyWell she got her daddy's carAnd she cruised through the hamburger stand nowSeems she forgot all about the libraryLike she told her old man nowAnd with the radio blastingGoes cruising just as fast as she can nowAnd she'll have fun fun fun'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird awayAnd she'll have fun fun fun'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird awayIf everybody had an oceanAcross the U.S. of A.Then everybody'd be surfin'Like Californ-i-aYou'd see 'em wearing their baggiesHuarachi sandals tooA bushy bushy blonde hairdoSurfin' U.S.A.You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar(Inside outside U.S.A.)Ventura County line(Inside outside U.S.A.)Santa Cruz and Trestles(Inside outside U.S.A.)Australia's Narrabeen(Inside outside U.S.A.)All over Manhattan(Inside outside U.S.A.)And down Doheny way(Inside outside U.S.A.)Everybody's gone surfin'Surfin' U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.We'll all be gone for the summer(Inside outside U.S.A.)We're on surf-ari to stay(Inside outside U.S.A.)Tell the boys we're surfin'Surfin' U.S.A.
Two girls for every boyI bought a pretty cool wagon and we call it a woody(Surf City, here we come)You know it's not very cherry, it's an oldie but a goody(Surf City, here we come)Well, it ain't got a back seat or a rear windowBut it still gets me where I wanna goAnd we're gonna to Surf City, 'cause it's two to oneYou know we're gonna to Surf City, gonna have some funYeah, we're gonna to Surf City, 'cause it's two to oneYou know we're gonna to Surf City, gonna have some fun, nowTwo girls for every boyTwo girls for everyWell she got her daddy's carAnd she cruised through the hamburger stand nowSeems she forgot all about the libraryLike she told her old man nowAnd with the radio blastingGoes cruising just as fast as she can nowAnd she'll have fun fun fun'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird awayAnd she'll have fun fun fun'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird awayIf everybody had an oceanAcross the U.S. of A.Then everybody'd be surfin'Like Californ-i-aYou'd see 'em wearing their baggiesHuarachi sandals tooA bushy bushy blonde hairdoSurfin' U.S.A.You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar(Inside outside U.S.A.)Ventura County line(Inside outside U.S.A.)Santa Cruz and Trestles(Inside outside U.S.A.)Australia's Narrabeen(Inside outside U.S.A.)All over Manhattan(Inside outside U.S.A.)And down Doheny way(Inside outside U.S.A.)Everybody's gone surfin'Surfin' U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.We'll all be gone for the summer(Inside outside U.S.A.)We're on surf-ari to stay(Inside outside U.S.A.)Tell the boys we're surfin'Surfin' U.S.A.
Two girls for every boyI bought a pretty cool wagon and we call it a woody(Surf City, here we come)You know it's not very cherry, it's an oldie but a goody(Surf City, here we come)Well, it ain't got a back seat or a rear windowBut it still gets me where I wanna goAnd we're gonna to Surf City, 'cause it's two to oneYou know we're gonna to Surf City, gonna have some funYeah, we're gonna to Surf City, 'cause it's two to oneYou know we're gonna to Surf City, gonna have some fun, nowTwo girls for every boyTwo girls for everyWell she got her daddy's carAnd she cruised through the hamburger stand nowSeems she forgot all about the libraryLike she told her old man nowAnd with the radio blastingGoes cruising just as fast as she can nowAnd she'll have fun fun fun'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird awayAnd she'll have fun fun fun'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird awayIf everybody had an oceanAcross the U.S. of A.Then everybody'd be surfin'Like Californ-i-aYou'd see 'em wearing their baggiesHuarachi sandals tooA bushy bushy blonde hairdoSurfin' U.S.A.You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar(Inside outside U.S.A.)Ventura County line(Inside outside U.S.A.)Santa Cruz and Trestles(Inside outside U.S.A.)Australia's Narrabeen(Inside outside U.S.A.)All over Manhattan(Inside outside U.S.A.)And down Doheny way(Inside outside U.S.A.)Everybody's gone surfin'Surfin' U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.Inside outside U.S.A.We'll all be gone for the summer(Inside outside U.S.A.)We're on surf-ari to stay(Inside outside U.S.A.)Tell the boys we're surfin'Surfin' U.S.A.