Pa Paya Mama

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