I met a hula mistress somewhere in Waikiki, Well, she was selling pineapple, playing ukulele, And when I went to the girl, "Come on and teach me to sway," She laughed and whispered to me, "Yes, come tonight to the bay".
— Black Lace
I met a hula mistress somewhere in Waikiki, Well, she was selling pineapple, playing ukulele, And when I went to the girl, "Come on and teach me to sway," She laughed and whispered to me, "Yes, come tonight to the bay".
— Black Lace