Rock-a-hula, Rock-Rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, Rock-Rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, Rock-Rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, Rock-Rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, Rock-Rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, Rock

The way she moves her hips to her fingertips
I feel I'm heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say
She really move the grass around

Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine

Rock-a-hula, Rock-Rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, Rock

Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
But all she wants to do is dance

Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine

Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine

Rock-a-hula baby of mine

Writer(s): BEN WEISMAN, FRED WISE, DOLORES FULLER<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com