Beach Boy Blues

I'm a poor Hawaiian beach boy A long way from the beach 'Cause someone shoved his face against my hand Now I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple, I'm in the can I was minding my own business Just drinking daddy's juice I swear I'll never touch that stuff again Just like a pig before he gave his all that aluhau, I'm in the pen Got those beach boy blues Don't the time go slow Lonely beach boy blues Only 30 day's and 90 years to go I want a taste of honey From my Wahini's lips I want to be her ever loving man But I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple, I'm in the can But I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple, I'm in the can [Incomprehensible]