Surfer's Paradise
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
Performed by All Star United with Phil Keaggy
©1998 Broken Songs (ASCAP)
In a dream of mine
it's always surfin' time
There's a beach with perfect weather
and no closing sign
And the surfer's know
it's the place to go
'cause your tan never fades there
and the surf's so fine
And the junks all free at the 7 Eleven
And if you catch the perfect wave
it'll take you to heaven
So bring your girl and bring your guy
and make it on down to Surfer's Paradise
chorus:
Let's get together, yeah, let's get together (at)
Surfer's Paradise
Don't hesitate, don't think twice
Shorts and bikinis will suffice
You can wear 'em all day and night (at)
Surfer's Paradise
And the beautiful sea
is always eighty degrees
There's no sharks in the water
and no knobby knees
And you don't pay tax
And you don't need wax
There's no sand in your sandwich
There's a tropical breeze
Toes on the nose
and your engine's revvin'
Well, what do you know
you're hangin' eleven!
So praise the Lord and bet your life
You gotta make it on down to Surfer's Paradise
And the junks all free at the 7 Eleven
If you catch the perfect wave
it'll take you to heaven
So bring your girl and bring your guy
You gotta make it on down to Surfer's Paradise
