in the mornin', we'd go runnin'
to go surfin' in the water
and we'd ride till we were done in
then a party was in order
by a bonfire, we'd be singin'
all about our surfin' feats
like the toes that we'd been hangin'
where the sand and ocean meet, yeah

let's go back, mac...do it again
waves goin' 'round and 'round
lets go back, mac...do it again

although, we're still wave climbers
we may just wipe out, my friend
its no place for a first timer
on past knowledge, i'll depend
i may ride just little mild ones
they can't bring you too much sorrow
bigger rides, i'll be declinin'
so i'll live to see tomorrow, yeah

let's go back, mac...do it again
waves goin' 'round and 'round
lets go back, mac...do it again

i've no woodie that can take us
just a sloppy ol' sedan
for hepcats, they will not take us
on our hallowed caravan
if we're smart, we'll go when sunny
when the tide's right on the tables
and we'll see bikinied honeys
and we'll meet them if we're able, yeah

let's go back, mac...do it again
waves goin' 'round and 'round
lets go back, mac...do it again