Lyrics Let's talk dirty in hawaiin John Prine

Let's talk dirty in hawaiin

Well, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket
For the land of the tall palm tree.
Aloha, Old Milwaukee, Hello, WaikikiI just stepped down from the airplane
When I heard her say,"
Wacka, wacka, nooka likka,
Wacka, wacka, nooka likka,
Would you like a lei?" Chorus:Hey!Letàs talk dirty in Hawaiin,Whisper in my ear.
Kicka pooka mok a wa wahine
Are the words I lont to hear.
Lay your coconuta on my tiki,
What the hecka, mooka, mooka, dear,
Letàs talk dirty in Hawaiin,Say the words I long to hear.
Itàs a ukelele, Honolulu sunset,
Listen to the grass skirts sway,
Drinkin? rum from the pineapple
Out on Honolulu Bay.The steel guitars are playing While she's talinkg with her hands,"
Gimme, gimme oka-doka make a wisha wanna polka,"
Words I understand. Chorus Well, I boughta lotta junka with my moola,
And I sent it to the folks back home,
I never had a chance to dance the hula,
Well, I guess I should have known.
When you start talkin? to a sweet wahine,
Walkin? in the pale moonlight
Ohka noka whatta setta knocka-rocka sis-boom-boccas."
Hope I said it right. Chorus