Intro
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[Verse #1]
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If everybody had an ocean across the U.S.A..
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then everybody'd be surfin like Californ-i-a.
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You'd see 'em wearin' their baggies..Huarachi sandals, too.
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A-bushy, bushy, blonde hairdo...Surfin' U.S.A.
[Verse #2]
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You'll catch em surfin' at Del Mar...Ventura County Line..
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Santa Cruz and Trestles...Australia's Narabine.
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All over Manhattan, and down Doheny way.
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Everybody's gone surfin'..Surfin U.S.A.
[Verse #3]
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We'll all be plannin' out a route...we're gonna take real soon.
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We're waxin' down our surfboards..we can't wait for June.
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We'll all be gone for the summer..we're on safari to stay.
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Tell the teacher we're surfin'..Surfin U.S.A.
[Verse #4]
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At Haggartys and Swamis...Pacific Palisades.
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San Onofre and Sunset...Redondo Beach, L.A.
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All over La Jolla, and Waimea Bay.
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Everybody's gone surfin'..Surfin U.S.A.
[INTERLUDE]
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[OUTRO]
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Everybody's gone surfin'..Surfin U.S.A.
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Averybody's gone surfin'..Surfin U.S.E
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Everybody's gone surfin'..Surfin U.S.A. (Fade.)