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…