Текст песни John Prine - Let`s Talk Dirty In Hawaiin
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LET`S TALK DIRTY IN HAWAIINBy John Prine and Fred KollerWell, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticketFor the land of the tall palm tree.Aloha, Old Milwaukee, Hello, WaikikiI just stepped down from the airplaneWhen 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 wahineAre 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 pineappleOut 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. ChorusWell, 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 moonlightOhka noka whatta setta knocka-rocka sis-boom-boccas."Hope I said it right.Chorus