Well, you rock my soul / Down in the bosom (of abraham) / Rock, rock, rock, down in the Bosom (of Abraham) / He rocks my soul, down in the Bosom (of Abraham)
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Young dreams of love, young dreams of love / Young dreams (Young dreams, young dreams / My heart is filled with young dreams / And I’m longing to
I’m a poor Hawaiian beach boyA long way from the beach’Cause someone shoved his face against my handNow I’m a kissing cousin to a ripe pineappleI’m in the canI was minding my own businessBut drinking daddy’s juiceI swear I’ll never touch that stuff againJust like a pig before he gave his all that aluhauI’m in the penGot those beach boy bluesDon’t the time go slowLonely beach boy bluesOnly 30 day’s and 90 years to goI want a taste of honeyFrom my wahini’s lipsI want to be her ever loving manBut I’m a kissing cousin to a ripe pineappleI’m in the canBut I’m a kissing cousin to a ripe pineappleI’m in the can
Rock-a-hula, rock / Rock-a-hula / Rock-a-hula, rock / Rock-a-hula
You saw me crying in the chapel / The tears I shed were tears of joy / I know the meaning of contentment / Now I’m happy with the Lord
Oh how many arms have held you / And hated to let you go / How many, oh how many, I wonder / But I really don’t want, I don’t wanna know
Well, since my baby left me / Well, I found a new place to dwell / Well, it’s down at the end of lonely street / At heartbreak hotel
I just thought I heard a small voice crying / Looked again and saw that it was me / I feel like a little boy denying / That he fears the night ‘cause he can’t see
There goes my only possession / There goes my everything / I hear footsteps slowly walking / As they gently walk across the lonely floor
You’re sleeping son, I know / But, really, this can’t wait / I wanted to explain / Before it gets too late