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On the isle of Filla Lilla out Hawaii way |
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A hula maiden gay strolled by on moonlit bay |
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There come-a to court her over the water |
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From a savage Zinga-Zululand |
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A bolo chief-tain grand sang her this lay. |
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Hawaii hula |
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Smile on your zing gang a zula. |
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Moonshine above on your sweet jungle love. |
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For you my bolo is swinging |
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For you my love song I'm singing |
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Come be my hula hula love. |
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But the chief-tain from the peaceful Filla Lilla land |
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Would not give him her hand |
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her love took his stand |
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Through the rattle of the battle as she heard |
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His sweet voice calm and true |
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They fled in his canoe over water blue. |
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And he sang hulu |
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Hawaii hula |
