Marquesan proudly at the bar
Mischief in his eyes
Arthur Lyman at the xylophone guzzling Mai Tais
Exotic rhythms hypnotize four hands hot and sweet
All are pissed, drinks they fist
Chomping rum-infused coconut meat
It's now, the time is right
The tiki spring to life and
Chant and race around the room
Wreaking havoc with your mind
Pulling down your pants and smacking your behind
What the heck is this, these wooden bastards dance?
What a great vacation, bet you wish you'd gone to France
Moai jumping off the wall
Ukulele double-picked
Grabbing genitalia, giving them a pinch
Tiki, tiki: CRUST!
Tiki, tiki: GRIND!
Tiki, tiki: SURF!
Smacking your behind