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