That was sitting on a very lovely tree, All it's friends had peals of gold, Like the others; the youngest ones in green It's the story of a green papaya, That was trying not to fall out of it's home, They were two rees, in the same forest, But they were not alone Until one day when papaya met banana, And they knew that it was much more than a hunch, That these two, must somehow form a fruit drink, That's the way they all became Hawaiian Punch Hawaiian Punch, Hawaiian Punch, That's the way they became Hawaiian Punch |
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