Tekster: Jimmy Buffett. Buffet Hotel. Surfing In A Hurricane.

(Jimmy Buffett, Will Kimbrough)

I fee like Goin' Surfing in a Hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane

We left the bar last night about half past eight
Down to the Alabama shore, not the Aloha state
This storm may pass, it was too late
Hey, we ain't the kind to evacuate
The impact zone is callin' out my name

Sea monster night pulling nothing but pride and fear
St. Christopher may not get our asses outta here
Flooded roads, trailer parks
Maybe a tornado workin' in the dark
The perfect life, riding to eternity

I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane

The waves were hard, the seas were high
Wicked thunderbolts flashed in my eyes
We swam out to the sandbar in the dark
Howling at the moon, cussin' at the sharks

[Guitar Solo]

I made the first drop and my cojones were in my throat
The second wave hit me
Brother, that's all she wrote
Upside down, water on the brain
Into the bottom, but feelin' no pain
Screamin like a Seaman, paddlin' out again

I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane

I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane