| Song | Rock-A-Hula Baby - New Sound Remastered |
| Artist | Elvis Presley & The Jordanaires |
| Album | Elvis 2nd To None |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Fred Wise/Ben Weisman/Dolores Fuller | |
| The way she moves her hips to her fingertips | |
| I feel I'm heaven bound | |
| And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say | |
| She really move the grass around | |
| Rock-a-hula baby | |
| Rock-a-hula baby | |
| Got a hula lulu from Honolulu | |
| That rock-a-hula baby of mine | |
| Although I love to kiss my little hula miss | |
| I never get the chance | |
| I wanna hold her tight all through the night | |
| But all she wants to do is dance | |
| I bet that she could teach the palms along the beach | |
| To sway when breezes blow | |
| And birds up in the sky could learn to fly | |
| By watchin' how my baby can go |
| Written: Fred Wise Ben Weisman Dolores Fuller | |
| The way she moves her hips to her fingertips | |
| I feel I' m heaven bound | |
| And when she starts to sway, I' ve gotta say | |
| She really move the grass around | |
| Rockahula baby | |
| Rockahula baby | |
| Got a hula lulu from Honolulu | |
| That rockahula baby of mine | |
| Although I love to kiss my little hula miss | |
| I never get the chance | |
| I wanna hold her tight all through the night | |
| But all she wants to do is dance | |
| I bet that she could teach the palms along the beach | |
| To sway when breezes blow | |
| And birds up in the sky could learn to fly | |
| By watchin' how my baby can go |
| Written: Fred Wise Ben Weisman Dolores Fuller | |
| The way she moves her hips to her fingertips | |
| I feel I' m heaven bound | |
| And when she starts to sway, I' ve gotta say | |
| She really move the grass around | |
| Rockahula baby | |
| Rockahula baby | |
| Got a hula lulu from Honolulu | |
| That rockahula baby of mine | |
| Although I love to kiss my little hula miss | |
| I never get the chance | |
| I wanna hold her tight all through the night | |
| But all she wants to do is dance | |
| I bet that she could teach the palms along the beach | |
| To sway when breezes blow | |
| And birds up in the sky could learn to fly | |
| By watchin' how my baby can go |