All of my friends tell me that they wanna visit Hawaii,
  It must seem pretty beautiful there away from smoggy city air,
  But the last time I went home a sorrow drifted through my soul,
  The things I had hoped to see had all changed pretty drastically,
  I don't want to see new buildings and I don't want to see new malls,
  When I first went home it didn't look this way at all
  
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back to Hawaii,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back to Hawaii
  
  I want to that same old store,
  It isn't there any more,
  All of it has been replaced by an air-conditioned Circle K,
  What happened to the trees that I knew or the streets where I grew up?
  Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til its gone?
  
  [...] that's not the one,
  It's not the same, not time [...]
  
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back to Hawaii,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back to Hawaii
  
  They took all the trees and put them in a tree museum
  And charged all the people a dollar and a half just to see 'em
  
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back to Hawaii,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back,
  I can't go back to Hawaii