Honolulu Lulu

Queen of the surfer girls She's got stars in her eyes and knots on her knees Now her crazy grass shift really sways in the breeze now Ridin' down a heavy or lyin' in the sand She's the hippest surfer girl in the land And she's my Honolulu Lulu She's my Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls Well, she handles all the big ones every year of Macaha And all the surfers know her form Rincon to Baja When the beach is quiet and you know we're outta luck We pray for surf while makin' out in our truck Just me and Honolulu Lulu Me and Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls And she's my Honolulu Lulu Yeah my Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls I tell you once upon a time, you know She got a little bold when she tried a hula spinner But her wax wouldn't hold (Whoops!) Over the falls 'stead of hangin' ten But then she'd paddle out and try it again 'Cause she's my Honolulu Lulu She's my Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh