Pinapple Pete Songtext
von Johnny Mercer
Pinapple Pete Songtext
Pineapple Pete with the Luau seat,
He loves to sit and he loves to eat;
The sweetest guy you could hope to meet,
But it seems that his dinner goes, to his seat. Pineapple Pete started out on Poi,
And when he started did he enjoy!
Before he grew to a full grown boy,
He was one-quarter avoir, half dupois.
He went on to grapple, with Philadelphia Scrapple. With meatloaf and mustard, and cantaloupe and custard. He ate so many starches he flattened both his arches. And now no body′s able, to pry him from the table-
Pineapple Pete, has become so fat. He's got to stay seated where he′s at. He can't dig you, so hurry out and meet. The worlds-famous eater, with the enormous seater. Pineapple Pete.
While most folks are restin, he's chompin and digestin. While they′re busy surfin, he′s arfin and he's erfin. When they say Aloha he hollars out some moah. A mouth full of papaya, prevents him sayin Hi-ya.
Need I repeat, never watch his weight. He keeps his eye on his neighbors plate. And if you turn or you miss a beat, Man your 10 ounces thinner, cause who′s got your dinner? Pineapple Pete.
He loves to sit and he loves to eat;
The sweetest guy you could hope to meet,
But it seems that his dinner goes, to his seat. Pineapple Pete started out on Poi,
And when he started did he enjoy!
Before he grew to a full grown boy,
He was one-quarter avoir, half dupois.
He went on to grapple, with Philadelphia Scrapple. With meatloaf and mustard, and cantaloupe and custard. He ate so many starches he flattened both his arches. And now no body′s able, to pry him from the table-
Pineapple Pete, has become so fat. He's got to stay seated where he′s at. He can't dig you, so hurry out and meet. The worlds-famous eater, with the enormous seater. Pineapple Pete.
While most folks are restin, he's chompin and digestin. While they′re busy surfin, he′s arfin and he's erfin. When they say Aloha he hollars out some moah. A mouth full of papaya, prevents him sayin Hi-ya.
Need I repeat, never watch his weight. He keeps his eye on his neighbors plate. And if you turn or you miss a beat, Man your 10 ounces thinner, cause who′s got your dinner? Pineapple Pete.
Writer(s): Jacobs, Johnny Mercer, Aloma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com