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| "Pineapple princess", he calls me pineapple princess all day | | |
| As he plays his ukulele on the hill above the bay | | |
| "Pineapple princess", I love you, you're the sweetest girl I've seen | | |
| "Some day we're gonna marry and you'll be my pineapple queen" | | |
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| I saw a boy on Oahu isle | | |
| Floatin' down the bay on a crocodile | | |
| He waved at me and he swam ashore | | |
| And I knew he'd be mine forevermore | | |
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| He sings his song from banana trees | | |
| He even sings to me on his water skis | | |
| We went skin-divin' and beneath the blue | | |
| He sang and played his ukulele, too | | |
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| "Pineapple princess", I love you, you're the sweetest girl I've seen | | |
| "Some day we're gonna marry and you'll be my pineapple queen" | | |
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| We'll settle down in a bamboo hut | | |
| And he will be my own little coconut | | |
| Then we'll be beachcombin' royalty | | |
| On wicky-wicky wacky Waikiki | | |
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