Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock
Rock, rock
The way she moves her hips up to her fingertips
I feel I'm heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say
She really moves the grass around
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine
Rock-a-hula
Rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula
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
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock, rock
Rock, rock
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock, rock
Rock, rock
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine
Oh well, a rock-a-hula baby of mine

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