Finders Keepers (From `Surfin` USA`)

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 . . .