I'm a poor Hawaiian beach boy
A long way, from the beach
'Cause someone shoved his face against my hand
Now I'm a kissin' cousin, to a ripe pineapple
I'm in the can
I was mindin' my own bus'ness
Drinkin' Daddy's juice
I swear I'll never touch that stuff again
Just like the pig before he gave his...
All at the luau
I'm...in the pen
Got those beach boy blues
Don't the time go slow?
Lonely beach boy blues
Only thirty days and ninety years to go
I wanna taste the honey
From my wahini's lips
I wanna be her ever-lovin' man
But I'm a kissin' cousin, to a ripe pineapple
I'm in the can
But I'm a kissin' cousin to a ripe pineapple
I'm in the can...