ooh ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh
my folks moved to new york from california
i should have listened when my buddy said i warn ya warn ya
there’ll be no surfin’ there and no one even caaares
my woody’s outside covered with snow
nowhere to go now new york’s a lonely town
when you’re the only surfer boy around
from central park to pasadena’s such a long way
i feel so out of it walkin’ down broadway broadway
i feel so bad each time i look out there and fiiind
my woody’s outside covered with snow
nowhere to go now new york’s a lonely town
when you’re the only surfer boy around
ooh ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh ahh
i feel so bad each time i look out there and fiiind
my woody’s outside covered with snow
nowhere to go now new york’s a lonely town
when you’re the only surfer boy around
ooh ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh
ooh ooh ooh
fade
ahh ahh
Artist: The Trade Winds
Year: 1965
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 100