Paradise, Hawaiian Style
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:06:01
A beautiful mermaid came
and offered me a can of tuna.

:06:05
What happened then?
:06:08
Well, I ate the tuna, see?
:06:11
I held my breath and swam
all the way here. That's why I'm so tired.

:06:15
You came in Daddy's car. We saw you.
:06:18
The truth is, I flew from
San Francisco and my wings are tired.

:06:24
But only angels have wings
and you're no angel. Daddy said so.

:06:29
Big mouth! Take the kids
and help your mother.

:06:33
OK, I'll go. But don't believe
any of his stories, Mommy.

:06:36
- She's very bright.
- They all are.

:06:39
- It's tough to keep up.
- And to keep track.

:06:42
- You'll find out one day.
- Him married? No chance.

:06:46
Marriage and children
are for squares like us.

:06:49
I'm glad you're back.
It's dull without you.

:06:52
No planes taxied
into offices on New Year's Eve.

:06:56
No girls looking for you in the night.
No irate fathers writing to newspapers.

:07:00
I did burn some bridges behind me.
:07:03
You can always
go back to the Blackmont outfit.

:07:06
- They're looking for a helicopter pilot.
- I'm not that desperate.

:07:10
- Where will you live?
- Eva Beach.

:07:12
There goes that neighbourhood.
:07:14
Hey, kids, quiet it down!
:07:16
- Queenie Wahine!
- Maya-waya, where's my papaya?

:07:20
Boolu-boolu, it's in Honolulu.
:07:26
Uncle Rick, look, I'm Queenie Wahine!
:07:30
- You look like a queen.
- Tell us about Queenie Wahine.

:07:38
She sells seashells by the seashore
:07:42
But I know a girl
who sells so much more

:07:46
Queenie Wahine's
papaya rates higher

:07:50
Than pineapple, pumpkin or poi
:07:54
Please pick her papaya
:07:56
Put Queenie Wahine
in perfect perpetual joy


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