I'm a poor Hawaiian beach boy A long way from the beach 'Cause someone shoved his face against my hand Now I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple I'm in the can
I will mind in my own business That drinking daddy's juice I swear I'll never touch that stuff again The krink appeared before he gave his all that aluhau I'm in the pen
Got those beach boy blues Don't the time go slow Lonely beach boy blues Only 30 day s and 90 years to go
I want a taste of honey For am I raw in his lips I want to be her ever loving man But I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple I'm in the can