Текст: Elvis Presley. 2ND To None. Rock-a-hula Baby.

Rock-a-hula, rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, rock

The way she moves her hips to her fingertips
I feel I'm Heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say
She really moves the grass around

Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine

Rock-a-hula, rock, rock-a-hula
Rock-a-hula, rock

Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
But all she wants to do is dance

Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine

Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock, rock, rock, rock

Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock, rock, rock, rock

Rock-a-hula, baby
Rock-a-hula, baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine

Well, a rock-a hula baby of mine