Down in Doheny where the surfers all go There's a big, bleached blondie named Surfer Joe He has a green surfboard with a woody to match And when he's ridin' the freeways Man, is he hard to catch!
Surfer Joe, now look at him go Surfer, surfer Surfer Joe, go man go Oh-o-o Surfer Joe
I saw him one day flyin' down the road With 26 surfboards and a hundred pound load I knew where he was headin', tryin' to reach The playground of the surfboarders, Doheney Beach
Surfer Joe, now look at him go Surfer, surfer Surfer Joe, go man go Oh-o-o Surfer Joe
He went down to Huntington Beach one week For the annual surfers' convention meet He was hangin' five and walkin' the nose And when the meet was over, the trophy was Joe's
Surfer Joe, now look at him go Surfer, surfer Surfer Joe, go man go, Oh-o-o Surfer Joe... Ok let's go
[Interlude]
Surfer Joe joined Uncle Sam's marines today They stationed him at Pendleton, not far away They cut of his big blonde locks I'm told And when he went on maneuvers Joe caught cold
Surfer Joe, now look at him go Surfer, surfer Surfer Joe, go man go, Oh surfer Joe Oh-o-o, poor Joe
Nah, now that didn't stop him or keep him away When the surf was up he still had his day They caught him at the trestle Down by the sea And now poor Joe is doing kp Surfer Joe, now look at hime go Surfer, surfer surfer Joe Go man go Oh-o-o Surfer Joe Oh-o-o oh-o-o oh-o-o (Poor Joe)