Surfin’ New Jersey

[Verse 1]
Not a poet not even close
Surfin' New Jersey
The one I know isn't here
They look at me funny he-he-he
Mmmmm

[Verse 2]
Get in with our suits zipped up
Bobbin' a while
I try but I don't catch much
Driving home on the turnpike
Mmmmm

[Verse 3]
Shirtless in a silver sedan
Air rollin' in
Angry rock & roll slips out
Into the Pine Barrens

[Verse 4]
Falling asleep in the sun
Bow to the green
Burnin' thru the black of our shades
Makin' toast of our dreams
Bearing the image of Christ
Mmmmm