You can talk all you want about women Said a sailor known as Dan McCan And if you really want to know about women You've got to talk to a sailor man. Now I don't know how many woman the sailor met And I hope there isn't that any he'll regret For if he'd only met me I'd a given him some trimmin' I'm one gal he'd never forget. Well who are you? Who am I? I'm Hula Lou. I'm the gal that can't be true. I do my nestin' in the evenin' breeze 'Neath the trees You oughta see me shake my BVDs. I never knew A man who wouldn't hula dance or woo And sail across the briny blue to who The lady known as Hula Lou. That's me. Now you ask any sailor and he'll tell you That this lady is the greatest dancer he ever knew. There isn't a ship in the Navy That I haven't got a friend in the crew. There's not a cruiser on the waves Without someone who is my devoted slave And I don't care how nasty I may be I'm the one gal the sailors all crave. Ha Ha Ha Ha! You don't believe me? No! Well you travel in and out You travel in the south You travel back and forth You travel in the north You see them shakin' east You see them shakin' west But boys I do my shakin' where the shakins' best. I gotta hula smile Lots of hula hair A little hula here A little hula there. I've got the cutest eyes Never mind what shade they are. But (lookin' at them the boys*) will never get very far. 'Cause I'm Hula Lou I'm the gal that can't be true I do my nestin' in the evenin' breeze 'Neath the trees I got more sweeties than a dog has fleas. I never knew A man who wouldn't hula dance or woo And sail across the briny blue to who The lady known as Hula Lou. From Honolou.