If everybody had an ocean Across the U.S.A. Then everybody'd be surfin' Like Californ-i-a You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies Huarachi sandals too A bushy bushy blond hairdo Surfin' U.S.A. You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar Ventura County line Santa Cruz and Trestle Australia's Narabine All over Manhattan And down Doheny Way Everybody's gone surfin' Surfin' U.S.A. We'll all be planning that route We're gonna take real soon We're waxing down our surfboards We can't wait for June We'll all be gone for the summer We're on safari to stay Tell the teacher we're surfin' Surfin' U.S.A. Haggerties and Swamies Pacific Palisades San Anofree and Sunset Redondo Beach, L.A. All over La Jolla At Waimia Bay Everybody's 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. Everybody's gone surfin' Surfin' U.S.A. Everybody's gone surfin' Surfin' U.S.A... Words & Music by Chuck Berry & Brian Wilson)