Song :
B
Intro :
E7 A7 D7 G D7 G D7
G
All the time, in the tropical clime
A7
where they do the hula hula dance
D7
I fell in love, with a turtle dove
G
while learnin’ this funny funny dance
G
This poor little kid, why, she never did
A7
a bit of loving before
D7
So I made up my mind that I struck a find
G
the only girl I ever did adore
D7 G
Oh, I love a pretty little hapa-haole hula girl
she's the kinda kid to wriggle
D7
Oh, hula girl, she’ll surely make you giggle,
G
Oh hula girl with her naughty little wiggle
D7
Oh someday I'm gonna try and make
G
that hapa-haole girlie all mine,
girlie all mine
E7 A7
Oh, all of the time I’m a-dreamin' of her
D7 G
my hapa-haole hula gal
G
Out at the beach, with your dear little peach
A7
Where the waves are rolling in so high
D7
Holding her hand, while you sit on the sand
G
Promise you'll win her heart or die
G
You start in to tease, you give her a squeeze
A7
Her heart is all in a whirl
D7
If you get in a pinch, go to--it's a cinch
G
When spooning with a hula girl
D7 G
I love a pretty little Hapa Haole hula girl
She's the candy kid to wriggle,
D7
Hula girl
She will surely make you giggle,
G
hula girl
With her naughty little wiggle
D7
Some day I'm goin' to try to make
G
This hula hula girlie mine
This girlie mine
E7 A7
'Cause all the while I'm dreaming of her
D7 G
My Hapa Haole hula girl
'Cause all the while I'm dreaming of her
My Hapa Haole hula girl
