I kicked out of the surf
And stuck my board in the sand

And then up in my Woody
To a hamburger stand
And when I got back

My nine five board was gone

She said yeah she said

(Finders keepers)
Finders keepers
(Losers weepers)

Losers weepers
(Finders keepers)
Finders keepers

Finders keepers, losers weepers

I saw a Hodaddy

Paddlin' out by the pier

Well he musta got my board

'Cause mine isn't here
But I know how to fix him
I'll just raise that meatball flag


~CHORUS~


He took off on a swell
When he saw the flag
He's just a crazy Hodaddy

Pullin' some kind of gag
He went over the falls
And now my board's

Coming back to me

~CHORUS~


That'll teach him to mess with my board
Next pass next time . . .