I was cruising in my Stingray late one night When an XKE pulled up on the right And rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag And challenged me then and there to a drag I said, "You're on, buddy, my mill's runnin' fine Let's come off the line, now,
In Hawaii there's a place known as Waimea Bay Where the best surfers in the world come to stay And ride the wild surf they come to try To conquer those waves some 30 feet high Ride, ride, ride the wild surf Ride, ride, ride the wild surf Ride, ride,
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain Telling me just what a fool I've been I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain And let me be alone again The only girl I care about has gone away Looking for a brand new start But little does she know th