The little town of Malibu…
Oh, Ho! Ho! Ho!
Every year, around Christmas Eve
I check the sky for a sleigh
And get really peeved
So I said “Papa, where is that jolly guy?”
And he said, “Son, it's time that you realized
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
Oh, Ho! Ho! Ho!
See, when Santa comes to Malibu
He leaves his bells at home
Wears a red wetsuit
He drives a custom van
So the toys fit in
He's got a twelve foot board
With a triple fin
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
Oh, Ho! Ho! Ho!
Ooh ooh we ooh
Fa la la la la
Ooh ooh we ooh
Fa la la la la
Ooh ooh we ooh
Gloria…
When Santa cruised through San Diego
Last Christmas Eve, I went to Malibu
It was a silent night, but the waves were huge
And comin' through the tube
What do you suppose?
There was Santa
Blocking Rudolf's nose
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
This Christmas Eve
No need to stay up late
Eat those cookies yourself
Don't clean your fireplace
And, hey, I don't wanna see no frowns
‘Cause he'll get to you
Ho ho, when the waves are down
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
Oh, Ho! Ho! Ho
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
Oh, Ho! Ho! Ho
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin'
Santa's gone surfin
Merry Christmas boys and girls
Ho, ho, ho!
Have a real cool yule!
And remember, Santa says
That the Malibooz rule!
Ho, ho, ho!
On Donder, on Kahuna, on Blitzen,
On Gidget, on Hodad,
Yeah!
Wait a minute, Rudolf
My beard, it's caught in the darn door!
Santa's gone surfin…