Surfer Joe

Down in Doheny where the surfers all go There's a big beach blondie, named Surfer Joe He's got a green surfboard and a Woody to match And when he's ridin' the freeway's, Man, is he hard to catch Surfer Joe Now, look at him go-o-o-o-o-o Surfer, Surfer, Surfer Joe-o-o Go man go-o-o Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe He went down to Huntington Beach one week For the annual surfer's convention meet Hangin' five and walkin' the nose And when the meet was over The trophy was Joe's Surfer Joe Now, look at him go-o-o-o-o-o Surfer, Surfer, Surfer Joe-o-o Go man go-o-o Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe Okay let's go! Surfer Joe joined Uncle Sam's Marines today They stationed him at Pendleton, not far away They cut off his big blonde locks, I'm told And when he went on maneuvers, Joe caught cold Surfer Joe Now, look at him go-o-o-o-o-o Surfer, Surfer, Surfer Joe-o-o Go man go-o-o Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe Ah, ah, oh - ah, ah, oh - ah, ah, oh Poor Joe!