Tell 'Em I'm Surfin' - Jan & Dean

Hey, Mom, if any of the guys from my baseball team

Ever call me on the phone

To ask me to play in an important game

Just say their captain ain’t at home

Tell 'em I’m surfin' (don't care about hitting home runs)

Tell 'em I’m surfin' (gonna have me some fun, fun, fun, now)

I’m trading in my bat and balls say I’ll see ‘em in the fall

I’m going surfin'

And if that pretty little girl from across the street

Who’s been botherin' me for days

To go swimmin' in her pool well her pool’s real cool

But it hasn’t got ten foot waves

Tell her I’m surfin' (she's a mighty, mighty cute girl)

Tell her I’m surfin' (but I’d rather be shooting the curl, now)

If she wants some company I’ll be out at Windandsea

I’m going surfin'

Last year I had a summer job and all day long I had to run around

But now I can afford a new surfboard

And all summer long I’m gonna bum around

So just pack me a lunch and I’ll be on my way

Oh, yeah there’s one more thing to do

If the mailman comes with a letter for me

Just forward it to Malibu

Where I’ll be surfin (just drop it in my '34 Ford)

Tell ‘em I’m surfin' (I'll read it while I’m waxin' my board)

I won’t be home for days, I’ll be ridin' the waves

I’m going surfin'

I’m goin' surfin'

I’m goin' surfin'

I’m goin' surfin'