

(ooh-ooh-ooh) Wax up the board under the morning sun
The swell is rising,
the day has just begun
Grab your longboard, run down to the bay
We're riding the crest all through the day
Feel the salt air,
hear the trade winds blow (ahhh)
Paddle out hard, watch the water glow
Catching the wave, we are flying free
Underneath the blue canopy
From Waikiki to the North Shore line
This summer is yours,
this summer is mine (yeah-yeah!)
Shaka signs high, laughing on the shore
This tropical dream, we couldn't ask for more
Sunset is coming in shades of gold and red
But we've still got one more ride ahead
Catching the wave, we are flying free
Underneath the blue canopy
From Waikiki
to the North Shore line
This summer is yours,
this summer is mine (oooh-ooh)
Aloha to the ocean,
aloha
to the tide (aloha,
aloha) Until the next ride...