Surf’s Down

Everything's changing on the surfing scene
I traded in my Woodie on a new machine
I haven't had a zit since I was seventeen
And I can't find the number of my teenage queen
Now when I pick up a girl I say as nice as I can
'Wanna tandem,' but she says, 'You dirty old man.'
Surf's down
It's getting kind of lonely as a surfer man
My knots are disappearing and I got no tan
My wet suit's leaking and the life rack ends
And no-one wants to talk about their high-lift cams
So well I got a few tricks that I'd like to show
But you can't hang ten when you've lost your little toe
Surf's down
Hey there Linda babе why won't you respond
Don't you know me, I used to bе a blonde

Let's go stomping baby you and me
I got some Dick Dale records and Sherry
And then we'll check the waves down at Wind and Sea
I'll even buy some beer and use my own ID
I've got a lot more miles 'til my treads wear through
So I guess I'll keep surfing 'cause it's all I can do
Surf's down
Ride, ride, ride, surfer man