Текст: Beach Boys. Finders Keepers.

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
He said, "Yeah", he said

Finders keepers
(Finders keepers)
Losers weepers
(Losers weepers)

Finders keepers
(Finders keepers)
Finders keepers
Losers weepers

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
I said, "Yes", I said

Finders keepers
(Finders keepers)
Losers weepers
(Losers weepers)

Finders keepers
(Finders keepers)
Finders keepers
Losers weepers

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