Let`s Talk Dirty In Hawaiin — текст песни (John Prine)

LET`S TALK DIRTY IN HAWAIIN
By John Prine and Fred Koller

Well, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket
For the land of the tall palm tree.
Aloha, Old Milwaukee, Hello, Waikiki
I just stepped down from the airplane
When I heard her say,
"Wacka, wacka, nooka likka,
Wacka, wacka, nooka likka,
Would you like a lei?"

Chorus:
Hey!
Let`s talk dirty in Hawaiin,
Whisper in my ear.
Kicka pooka mok a wa wahine
Are the words I lont to hear.
Lay your coconuta on my tiki,
What the hecka, mooka, mooka, dear,
Let`s talk dirty in Hawaiin,
Say the words I long to hear.
It`s a ukelele, Honolulu sunset,
Listen to the grass skirts sway,
Drinkin` rum from the pineapple
Out on Honolulu Bay.
The steel guitars are playing
While she`s talinkg with her hands,
"Gimme, gimme oka-doka make a wisha wanna polka,"
Words I understand.

Chorus

Well, I boughta lotta junka with my moola,
And I sent it to the folks back home,
I never had a chance to dance the hula,
Well, I guess I should have known.
When you start talkin` to a sweet wahine,
Walkin` in the pale moonlight
Ohka noka whatta setta knocka-rocka sis-boom-boccas."
Hope I said it right.

Chorus