Halle Hula
June 17, 2009 10:09 AM
When Elvis Met Leonard. Nothing but uke, vox, and questionable taste.
I can't really do Elvis, but this is the right territory, anyway. I thought about looking up some hula music to try up the verisimilitude, but then I, uh, didn't.
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posted by cortex (42 comments total)
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They say that there's a secret dance
That leads to tropical romance
I hope you'll let me demonstrate it to ya
It goes like this, just move your feet
and shake your hips to the island beat
and lose your self inside the halle hula
Halle hula
Halle hula
Halle hula
Halle huuu-uuu-laaa
Your drink is strong, your skin is tanned
You see her barefoot on the sand
The moonlight and her beauty sock it to ya
Your eyes connect, the tide rolls in
Above the ocean's gentle din
You hear the rhythmic strains of halle hula
Halle hula
Some say that love is hard to find
But I don't pay them any mind
It's easy when the music's moving through ya
The tiki torch, the swinging hips
The grass-skirt girls with ruby lips
And from their mouths they sing the halle hula
posted by cortex at 10:10 AM on June 17, 2009 [1 favorite]