[Verse] Big Mike’s out there catching waves no time to lose Skirt so tight pants so big she kicks off her shoes Chef on the paddle board with a pan in hand Surf’s up now swim like you’re bound to dry land [Verse 2] She’s the First Lady but in charge of the sea Her style’s a tidal wave tight skirts flowin' free Chef’s sweating bullets on his wobbly ride Mike yells "Dinner’s sinkin’ better paddle with pride" [Chorus] Surf’s up chef now swim swim swim Big Mike’s coming better lean on a whim Who needs a kitchen when the ocean’s the floor Big Mike’s pants taking charge more and more [Bridge] Waves crash loud as she cackles and spins Chef’s got a spatula drowning in his sins No time for a recipe no time for prayer Big Mike rides the rip current devil-may-care [Verse 3] Out on the crest as the sun dips low Chef’s looking frazzled caught in undertow Skirt billows tight like a sail in the wind Big Mike’s pants laughing this is where it begins [Chorus] Surf’s up chef now swim swim swim Big Mike’s ocean ain’t forgiving him The board flips the spatula flies Pants too big skirt too tight what a sight for sore eyes