Uploaded February 2017 | Updated September 2026, 1 day ago

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A French classic... barbershop style!
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--- CREDITS
► Music & lyrics by Noel Roux & Armand Canfora
► Arranged by Bob Greenberg
► Performed by Julien Neel
► Audio & video editing by Julien Neel

--- LYRICS in English
Your mother gave you for first name
Fruit Salad, oh! what a beautiful name
In honor of your Hawaiian ancestors
We must recognize that you wear it well

Fruit Salad, pretty, pretty, pretty
My father likes you, My mother likes you
Fruit Salad, pretty, pretty, pretty
One day or another they’ll have to marry us

Hung in my hut at the shore of the water
There are the ananas, there’re the coconuts
I’ve already tasted them I don’t want them any more
The fruit of your lips would be welcome

I’ll dive all nude in the océan
To fetch you silver fish
With bright shells
Yes but in exchange you know what I want

We've both given, with all our hearts
The very best ze had in ourselves
In the profoundness of my hut at the seashore
This basket that is moving is a little cradle

Fruit Salad, pretty, pretty, pretty
Your father likes you, your mother likes you
Fruit Salad, pretty, pretty, pretty
It’s you the fruit of our love!
Helloooooo baby