Lyrics of
The Times

I was taking a break at Times one day, and heard what Shaina had to say
she was talking about the ukulele, said I'd teach her guitar if she taught me to play ukulele
first me met at Ewa Beach, her fingers looked like jumping fleas
on the fretboard, she played so good and slowed her mode so I understood
the moonlight was bright, the times were so great
skin color aside we had it made
Hawaiian pure blood with a haolie like me
did not make the locals happy
Verse
next we met at Mamala Bay not enough work too much play
her body so hard the ocean so hot once you start its not easy to stop
Verse
she called and said I have to see ya so we met in Haleewa
rented a room for an hour cheap but we had to pay more cause we fell asleep