Come and listen to my story about a man named Galu
A poor islander, barely kept his family shoed,
And then one day there was 'cruitin' at his crib,
And outsa REC bag came the money for his trip.
Plane tickets that is, moving expenses, free T-town mortgage.
Well the first thing you know ole Tua's a millionaire,
The kinfolk said "Galu why the hell you stayin' there?"
Said "Hawaii is the place you ought to be"
My other son is up we's-a wait'n to see