| I got the buzz that you get | |
| From a cold ice beer | |
| On a hot beach in Mexico | |
| Swayin' señorita's stepping out of the sea | |
| Throws her hair back and smiles hello | |
| I got surf music playin' | |
| In my head on a loop | |
| "Help me Rhonda" and "Be true to your school" | |
| So here am I many figures of blue sky | |
| Pretty cool for an English fool | |
| You just sail the sea | |
| Then you point your car and drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Then you cross that border line | |
| On the way I dropped in | |
| To see a dear old friend | |
| Made himself a life in L.A. | |
| He said "Brother it's so good | |
| Just to see you again | |
| How come you don't want to stay?" | |
| Said I "I'd love to stay | |
| But I just ain't got the time | |
| I've got to leave California | |
| Get myself 'cross that border line" | |
| Let's ride | |
| I've be driving myself all night | |
| Waves keep rolling | |
| The suns starts thinking about | |
| Sinking into the sea | |
| Blood-red horizon | |
| Tequila sun rising | |
| There's no place I'd rather be | |
| You just sail the sea | |
| Then you point your car and drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Then you cross that border line | |
| You just cross the ocean | |
| Then you take that westward drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Get yourself 'cross that border line | |
| Let's ride | |
| Head for the border line |
| I got the buzz that you get | |
| From a cold ice beer | |
| On a hot beach in Mexico | |
| Swayin' se orita' s stepping out of the sea | |
| Throws her hair back and smiles hello | |
| I got surf music playin' | |
| In my head on a loop | |
| " Help me Rhonda" and " Be true to your school" | |
| So here am I many figures of blue sky | |
| Pretty cool for an English fool | |
| You just sail the sea | |
| Then you point your car and drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Then you cross that border line | |
| On the way I dropped in | |
| To see a dear old friend | |
| Made himself a life in L. A. | |
| He said " Brother it' s so good | |
| Just to see you again | |
| How come you don' t want to stay?" | |
| Said I " I' d love to stay | |
| But I just ain' t got the time | |
| I' ve got to leave California | |
| Get myself ' cross that border line" | |
| Let' s ride | |
| I' ve be driving myself all night | |
| Waves keep rolling | |
| The suns starts thinking about | |
| Sinking into the sea | |
| Bloodred horizon | |
| Tequila sun rising | |
| There' s no place I' d rather be | |
| You just sail the sea | |
| Then you point your car and drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Then you cross that border line | |
| You just cross the ocean | |
| Then you take that westward drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Get yourself ' cross that border line | |
| Let' s ride | |
| Head for the border line |
| I got the buzz that you get | |
| From a cold ice beer | |
| On a hot beach in Mexico | |
| Swayin' se orita' s stepping out of the sea | |
| Throws her hair back and smiles hello | |
| I got surf music playin' | |
| In my head on a loop | |
| " Help me Rhonda" and " Be true to your school" | |
| So here am I many figures of blue sky | |
| Pretty cool for an English fool | |
| You just sail the sea | |
| Then you point your car and drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Then you cross that border line | |
| On the way I dropped in | |
| To see a dear old friend | |
| Made himself a life in L. A. | |
| He said " Brother it' s so good | |
| Just to see you again | |
| How come you don' t want to stay?" | |
| Said I " I' d love to stay | |
| But I just ain' t got the time | |
| I' ve got to leave California | |
| Get myself ' cross that border line" | |
| Let' s ride | |
| I' ve be driving myself all night | |
| Waves keep rolling | |
| The suns starts thinking about | |
| Sinking into the sea | |
| Bloodred horizon | |
| Tequila sun rising | |
| There' s no place I' d rather be | |
| You just sail the sea | |
| Then you point your car and drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Then you cross that border line | |
| You just cross the ocean | |
| Then you take that westward drive | |
| Turn left a California | |
| Get yourself ' cross that border line | |
| Let' s ride | |
| Head for the border line |