If there's some bustle and its in you head And its all about that man over there Well he's a person from your western world And he's fat and he's white And he's got it all Hey man nice Sulu yeah you look the part With your shells hanging down On your fat gut Give the man a co*ktail Yeah give him some lunch And a banana lounge to plant his arse We're all so different Though we seem the same Through the native eye we look so vein Well he knows Fiji yeah he knows it well
He's spent two long weeks in this hotel Give him some Kava watch him drink it down And if it tastes like sh** he'll tell you aloud Bula Vinaka is his Native tongue Through a narrow mind his travelling's done Good luck my fat friend Yeah but watch your mouth You may offend someone somewhere Its not allowed On my adventures I will open my eyes And I'll open my mind to s** inside Any foreign culture I can possibly cram I'll give respect to the people And respect what they have