Hula Lou

You can talk all you want about women
Said a sailor known as Dan McCann
But if you want to know about women
You’ve got to talk to a sailor man

I don’t know how many I have met
And there isn’t many that I regret
But the lady who gave me a trimmin’
Is a gal I can’t forget

Her name was Hula Lou
The kinda gal that couldn’t be true
She did her dancin’ in the evenin’ breeze
Neath the trees
Oh how she used to shake her seaweed dees
I never knew
A man who wouldn’t shoot a Dan McGrew
And sail across the briny blue to woo
The lady known as Hula Lou

Her name was Hula Lou
The kinda gal that never could be true
She did her dancin’ in the evenin’ breeze
Neath the trees
Oh how she used to shake her seaweed dees
I never knew
A man who wouldn’t shoot a Dan McGrew
And sail across the briny blue to woo
The lady known as Hula Lou

I’ve travelled in and out
I’ve travelled back and forth
I’ve seen ‘em in the south
I’ve seen ‘em in the north
I’ve seen ‘em shakin’ east
Seen ‘em shakin’ west
But she does the shakin’ where the shakin’ is best

She got a hula smile
And lots of hula hair
Plenty hula here
And a plenty of hula there
She got the cutest eyes
Dunno what the shape they are
‘Cause lookin’ from the ground I never got that far

Her name was Hula, Hula, Lou, Lou
The kinda gal that never could be true
I didn’t know the language of her lips
Oh those lips
But how she used to say it with her hips
I never knew
A man who wouldn’t shoot a Dan McGrew
And sail across the briny blue to woo
The lady known as Hula Lou