I won a competition In a little column In my local paper. So I packed my bags And flew across the sea All on my local paper. I sailed to Hawaii In the U.S.A. I'm just an English boy Who won a holiday In Waikiki.
I didn't realize It was commercialized When I unpacked my cases, Because a genuine Hawaii ukulele Cost me 30 guineas, And even when I'm swimming I have to pay. I'm just an English boy Who won a holiday In Waikiki. Oh yeah, Yeah.
Across the coral sands I saw a hula hula dancer, Looking pretty. I asked her Where she came from and she said to me, "I come from New York City, And my mother is Italian, And my dad's a Greek." I'm just an English boy Who won a holiday In Waikiki.
It's a hooka hooka On the shiny briny On the way to Kona[?], And in a little shack They had a little sign That said Coca Cola, And even all the grass skirts Were PVC. I'm just an English boy Who won a holiday In Waikiki. Oh yeah, Yeah.
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