A do-dooooo. A do-dooooo.
I saw the splendor of the moonlight on Honolulu Bay.
Theres something tender in the moonlight on Honolulu Bay.
And all the beaches are full of peaches
who bring their ukes along.
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
they love to sing this song.
If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you.
If you want to linger where its shady,
ukulele lady linger too.
If you kiss a ukulele lady
while you promise ever to be true,
and she see another ukulele lady fool around with you.
Maybe shell sigh, maybe shell cry,
Maybe shell find somebody else
by and by-y-y
to sing to when its cool and shady,
where the tricky wicky wackies woo woo woo.
If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you.
Someday Im goin
where eyes are glowin
and lips were made to kiss,
to see somebody in the moonlight
and hear the songs I missed.
If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you, you, you.
If you want to linger where its shady,
ukulele lady linger too.
If you kiss a ukulele lady
while you promise ever to be true true, true,
and she see another ukulele lady fool around with you.
Well, maybe she will sigh, maybe she will cry,
aah, but maybe she will find somebody else
by and by-y-y
to sing to when its cool and shady,
where the tricky wicky wackies woo woo woo.
If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you like a me like I like a you
we like a both the same.
Id like to say this very day
ukulele lady like a you-ooo-oooo.
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