Hula Hula girls at the harbor of Honolulu,
Shake their hips wearing the grass skirt,
Adoring the garlands of pretty orchids,
Showing their flat stomach,
Entrance to the new world,
The plane stops at Hawaii,
Where Hula Hula girls shake their hips,
To invite the guests as the Thai do.
veeraiyah subbulakshmi
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