Well her parents said She's got to go away Sending her to a school far away Right smack dab In the middle of the USA To keep her away From the surfin' coastline thing
Well they did not like the crowd She was hangin' with all those surfers are no good Oh c'mon honey That's just a myth Just because we're lying in the sun all day And nighttime dream of riding the perfect wave It's ok that she's gone away The tide will bring her back one day And we can ride like we did before May, June, July, August, September
Well she's all alone And she's sitting in the library And she's learning about computers And she's dreaming of the sea (and me) She types "www.skunk.com" And now we're surfin' together Every single day
