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I saw the splendor of the moonlight |
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On Honolulu Bay |
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There's something tender in the moonlight |
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On Honolulu Bay |
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And all the beaches are filled with peaches |
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Who bring their Ukes along |
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And in the glimmer of the moonlight |
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They love to sing this song |
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If you like Ukulele Lady |
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Ukulele Lady like a-you |
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If you like to linger where it's shady |
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Ukulele Lady linger too |
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If you kiss Ukulele Lady |
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While you promise ever to be true |
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And she sees another Ukulele Lady |
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Foolin' 'round with you |
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Maybe she'll sigh |
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(An awful lot) |
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Maybe she'll cry |
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(And maybe not) |
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Maybe she'll find somebody else |
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By and by |
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To sing to when it's cool and shady |
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Where the tricky wicky wacky woo |
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If you like Ukulele Lady |
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Ukulele Lady like a-you |
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She used to sing to me by moonlight |
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On Honolulu Bay |
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Fond memories cling to me by moonlight |
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Although I'm far away |
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Some day I'm going, where eyes are glowing |
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And lips are made to kiss |
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To see somebody in the moonlight |
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And hear the song I miss |
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If you like Ukulele Lady |
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Ukulele Lady like a-you |
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If you like to linger where it's shady |
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Ukulele Lady linger too |
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If you kiss Ukulele Lady |
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While you promise ever to be true |
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And she sees another Ukulele Lady |
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Foolin' 'round with you |
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Maybe she'll sigh |
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(An awful lot) |
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Maybe she'll cry |
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(And maybe not) |
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Maybe she'll find somebody else |
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By and by |
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To sing to when it's cool and shady |
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Where the tricky wicky wacky woo |
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If you like Ukulele Lady |
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Ukulele Lady like a-you |