#2 in 1958. Chorus: Twenty-six miles across the sea, Santa Catalina is a-waitin' for me. Santa Catalina, the island of romance, romance, romance, romance. #1. Water all around it everywhere, Tropical trees and the salty air. But for me the thing that's a-waitin' there..romance. #2. It seems so distant, twenty-six miles away. Restin' in the water, serene. I'd work for anyone, even the Navy, Who would float me to my island dream. #3. Twenty- six miles, so near, yet far. I'd swim with just some water-wings and my guitar. I could leave the wings but I'll need the guitar for romance, romance, romance, romance. Chorus: #4. A tropical heaven out in the ocean. Covered with trees and girls. If I have to swim, I'll do it forever, Till I'm gazin' on those island pearls. #5. Forty kilometers in a leaky old boat. Any old thing that'll stay afloat. When we arrive we'll all promote romance, romance, romance, romance. Chorus: ADD: Twenty-six miles across the sea. Santa Catalina is a-waitin' for me.(x2)(Fade) A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.