| Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
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| tell your pa pa-paya
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| you’re comin' home with me. |
| .. yip!
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| My sweet pa-paya mamma wears a bamboo skirt
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| She dances barefoot an' her feet don’t hurt
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| We drink pa-pays by the moonlit shore
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| And when we kiss she hollers «More, More, More!»
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| Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
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| Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin' home with me! |
| (Yip!)
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| I came to Cuba for a holiday, pa-paya mama took her heart away
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| Vacation’s over and it’s time to go, and when we kiss she hollers «No, No, No!»
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| Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
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| Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin' home with me! |
| (Yip!)
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| Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
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| tell your pa pa-paya
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| you’re comin' home with me. |
| .. yip!
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| My island queen I’ll build a hut for you
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| The floors an' doors will be the best bamboo
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| And 'neath the Louisiana moon above
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| We’ll sip pa-paya and we’ll love, love love!
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| Pa-paya, pa-paya, pa-paya, paya, paya
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| pa pa pa-paya!
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| In time we’ll raise a little family
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| To play beneath the new pa-paya tree
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| We’ll send your papa fifty-cent cigar
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| 'Cause he’s a proud pa-paya grand-pa-pa!
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| Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
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| Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin' home with me!
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| Pa-paya mama (Yahoo!) pearl of the deep blue sea
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| Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin' home with me! |
| (Yip!)
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| Pa-paya, pa-paya, pa-paya!
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| Words and Music by Larry Coleman, Norman Gimbel
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| and George Sandler |