| Hapa-Haole Hula Girl |
| All of the time, in a tropical clime where they do the hula hula dance |
| I fell in love, with a turtle dove while learnin’ this funny funny dance |
| This poor little kid, why, she never did a bit of loving before |
| So I made up my mind that I struck a find the only girl I ever did adore |
| Oh, I love a pretty little hapa-haole hula girl she’s the kinda kid to wriggle |
| Oh, hula girl, she’ll surely make you giggle, oh hula girl with her naughty little wiggle |
| Oh someday I’m gonna try and make that hapa-haole girlie all mine, girlie all mine |
| Oh, all of the time I’m a-dreamin’ of her my hapa-haole hula gal |
| E7 | A7 | D7 | G | G | D7 | G | D7 || |
| G | G | A7 | A7 | D7 | D7 | G | G || |
| G | G | A7 | A7 | G | G | D7 | G || |
| D7 | D7 | G | G | D7 | D7 | G | G || |
| D7 | D7 | G | G | E7 | A7 | D7 | G || |