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Came from Arizona with a twin finned board |
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Thought he'd ride the waves |
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Five hundred bucks from a surfing contest |
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He headed off to the North Shore |
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Messed with the Hui and they took his stuff |
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The waves weren't going his way |
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Met a guy named Turtle and he took him |
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In boy that's when he had it made |
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Don't mess with the Hui |
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They're not the types you want to mess with |
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Don't mess with the Hui |
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Or else you're going to get your butts kicked |
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Met a local girl, boy she was fine |
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You rode across the beach |
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You're just a barney surfer from across the way |
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To howlies she's out of reach |
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Met a soul surfer who shaped long boards |
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Taught you how to ride the waves |
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You're just a little kook but you picked it up fast |
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And now you're more than ok |
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Don't mess with the Hui |
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They're not the types you want to mess with |
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Don't mess with the Hui |
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Or else you're going to get your butts kicked |
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Entered into a surfing tournament |
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To see just how good you could be |
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Made it to the finals and were doing good |
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When a bad man pulled your leash |
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You didn't narc and it was for the best |
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For Vince gave you the sign |
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Left the North Shore with your new long board |
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And would be back to surf one day |
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You messed with the Hui, and everythings a-ok |
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You messed with the Hui and would be back to surf one day... |
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And would be back to surf one day |
