She was a pretty pretty girl
And once she fell in love.
Her guy was gay. She cut her curls
To be the only one.
He said „You cool, but John the best“.
She cried through days and nights,
And then she stopped and had a rest
While watching sunset lights.
The bay was chilled and waves were high,
And surfers rode the waves.
When one approached, the girl just sighed -
She saw a woman brave.
You wanna try? – she said and winked.
The girl confusedly smiled.
You wanna teach? - Let‘s have a drink
And chat for a little while.
You friends of mine, what have you thought
Of? Wicked Sapphic vice?
The woman was a surfing coach
Who trained the athlete stars.
It was a pretty pretty girl
Who won the golden prize,
And never since has she cut curls,
Cos she kept head up high.