Her daddy was a surfer, she grew up on the waves

Her mumma was a waitress, down in "Tiki Daves"

She was born in July, took her first steps in the sand

That's where she found her freeedom,

and that's where it all began


She's got a hula girl dancing on her dashboard

on her ankle there's a string of pukka shells

she leaves a trail on broken hearts along the seashore

she's summers little angel


She's got freckles on her shoulders, tattooed by the sun

Little white tan lines where her bikini runs

She puts messages in bottles and sends them out to sea

Looking for her true love, thats how she got to me


She's got a hula girl dancing on her dashboard

on her ankle there's a string of pukka shells

she leaves a trail on broken hearts along the seashore

she's summers little angel


Well summer came and went, just like the perfect wave

But I never will forget how she drove away


With a hula girl on her dashboard, I bet right now


She's got a hula girl dancing on her dashboard

on her ankle there's a string of pukka shells

she leaves a trail on broken hearts along the seashore

she's summers little angel