Written by: Archie Gottler, Bert Kalmar
Lyrics:
The More I See Of Hawaii, The Better I Like New York [Version (a)]:
I heard 'em talk about Hawaii
And so I left New York to try her
I went and saw just what there was to see
From the Hula maidens to the beach at Waikiki
I heard the ukuleles playing
Saw the Hula maidens sway
And as I went from place to place
I couldn't help but say
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
I wouldn't give an inch of Herald Square
For all the acres they have down there
And a Broadway squab is worth a mob
Of Hula Hula maidens fair
I'm sick and tired of hearing
That crazy Yacki Hula talk
The one who started raving about Hawaii
Must have been a fool or a darn good liar
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
You've heard 'em talk about the palm trees
They're just a lot of false alarm trees
They may be pretty but they're not for me
I would rather spoon beneath a shady Maple tree
Hawaiian music may be dandy
Some may think it's divine
A good jazz band on old Broadway
Strikes me as mighty fine
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
I'd rather be a poor old Broadway quince
Than any millionaire Hawaiian prince
And I miss the dough I spent to go
I've been unhappy every since
I'm sick and tired of hearing
That crazy Yacki Hula talk
They say Hawaiian babies can Waicki Woo it
You should see the girls down at Rectors do it
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
I heard 'em talk about Hawaii
And so I left New York to try her
I went and saw just what there was to see
From the Hula maidens to the beach at Waikiki
I heard the ukuleles playing
Saw the Hula maidens sway
And as I went from place to place
I couldn't help but say
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
I wouldn't give an inch of Herald Square
For all the acres they have down there
And a Broadway squab is worth a mob
Of Hula Hula maidens fair
I'm sick and tired of hearing
That crazy Yacki Hula talk
The one who started raving about Hawaii
Must have been a fool or a darn good liar
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
You've heard 'em talk about the palm trees
They're just a lot of false alarm trees
They may be pretty but they're not for me
I would rather spoon beneath a shady Maple tree
Hawaiian music may be dandy
Some may think it's divine
A good jazz band on old Broadway
Strikes me as mighty fine
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
I'd rather be a poor old Broadway quince
Than any millionaire Hawaiian prince
And I miss the dough I spent to go
I've been unhappy every since
I'm sick and tired of hearing
That crazy Yacki Hula talk
They say Hawaiian babies can Waicki Woo it
You should see the girls down at Rectors do it
The more I see of Hawaii
The better I like New York
The Song:
In order to make Song Reader feel even more authentic, Beck filled out the artwork with fragments of melodies and songs, as well as fictional album collections and made-up song titles.
"The More I See Of Hawaii, The Better I Like New York" is listed in a collection of "far-flung melodies" about various exotic locations. While most of these song titles are mainly just jokes/puns about various geographic locations, this one actually is an older sheet music song by Bert Kalmar and Archie Gottler. It is about how awful Hawaii is.
In order to make Song Reader feel even more authentic, Beck filled out the artwork with fragments of melodies and songs, as well as fictional album collections and made-up song titles.
"The More I See Of Hawaii, The Better I Like New York" is listed in a collection of "far-flung melodies" about various exotic locations. While most of these song titles are mainly just jokes/puns about various geographic locations, this one actually is an older sheet music song by Bert Kalmar and Archie Gottler. It is about how awful Hawaii is.