Who the bad mother in the shop Lookin' fine and green? Who the bad mother in the shop With that fine offset body? (Ah-ha! ah-ah-ah-ha!) Who the bad mother with the knobs And a guard so clean? Drenched in cream and silver parts And a tone that comes from dreams (Ah-ha! ah-ah-ah-ha!) Big ol' jazzmaster... (Master, master!) There's the bad mother In the shop, making eyes at me Walked in to the shop Put it in my hands Plug it in, crank it up Couldn't think of a song To play, so I played some Dick Dale! (One, two, one two three four!) Big ol' jazzmaster... (Master, master!) Who the bad mother leavin' the shop With a guitar in hand? I'm the bad mother leavin' the shop With a jazzmaster in hand (Ah-ha! ah-ah-ah-ha!) That's right! Big ol' jazzmas- I'm the surfmas- Big ol' jazzmas- I'm the surf... master!