(verse 1)
Gotta' grab the boards
'Cause we're headed to the shore.
Gotta' round up the babes
'Cause we gotta' catch a wave.
Gotta' drive really fast
'Cause we're runnin' outa' gas.
Got no job, got no money, got no place, no place to be, to be.
(chorus)
Ahhhhhh ahhhhh Undertow (x2)
(verse 2)
Now we're at the beach, we're waxin' up our boards, the gang's all here as we paddle out from shore.
I just wanna' surf, I never wanna' leave, but then I saw Tommy get spun out on the reef.
The waves are crashin' hard as I paddle to the coast, everyone's surfin' and I'm feelin' like a bloke. Tommy was a lesson, now we all should know, DON'T GET CAUGHT IN THE UNDERTOW.
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