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Beautiful Hu-lu down in dreamy hon-o-lu-lu I am feeling so peculiar since I first met you In a moonlit garden fair, Cupid,, [sic]he is warden there, Just like the flowers you're true, Waiting and dreaming in a garden of roses; Sometime in the bright Hawaiian sunshine Dear, I'm going to make you all mine, And that is just why, Song-birds sing in tune to these words When I come back some day, we'll fly away, Hawaiian Butterfly.

She had a Hu-la-hu-la-hick-i-boo-la-boo-la in her walk, She has a U-ka-le-le-wick-i-wick-i-wail-i-in her talk, And by the big Hawaiian moon,—Beneath a ban-yan tree we'd spoon. I've been tryin' to learn "Hawaiian," Since that night in June. She had a blinky, blinky little naughty winky in her eye She had a "Come and kiss me, don't you dare to miss me," in her sigh. Beneath the ban-yan parasol—She couldn't talk my talk at all But, oh, how she could Yack-i-hack-i-wick-i-wack-i-woo, That's love in Hon-o-lu.

I'm coming back to you my Hu-la Lou, Beside the sea at Wai-ki-ki You'll play for me And once again you'll sway my heart your way, With your yaa-ka hu-la hickey du-la tune.