Jimmy Buffett - Coconut Telegraph lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - Coconut Telegraph lyrics]
Tuesday on the island, not much goin' on
The parties are all over
They ended just past dawn
The jungle drums are beating with the
Tales from late last night
'Cause stories bear repeating
For everyone's delight
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph
Can't keep nothin' under their hat
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph
Sayin' who did dis and dat, dis and dat
Dis and dat
Now I'm not one to deal in gossip
But was he that big a fool
To do a belly-buster high dive
And miss the entire pool?
And what became of sweet Melissa
And the boy nobody knew?
Did Ricardo ever find her? I swear
It's just between me and you
But you can hear it on the coconut telegraph
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
Just who comes and goes, comes and goes
Comes and goes
La, la la la, la la la
La, la la la, la la la
La, la la la, la la la la la la la
La, la la la, la la la la la la, oooooh, ah!
It's hump day on the island
The lines have all gone dead
All the juicy news is history
I guess everything's been said
But when the eagle flies on Friday and
The boys break out the rum
And the joint begins to jumpin' and
You'll hear those hot lines hum
Ah, put it on the coconut telegraph
All the celebration and the stress
Baby, put it on the coconut telegraph
In twenty-five words or less
I want to hear it on the coconut telegraph
All the celebration and the stress
Baby, put it on the coconut telegraph
In twenty-five words or less
Dis and dat, comes and goes
Dis and dat, comes and goes
The parties are all over
They ended just past dawn
The jungle drums are beating with the
Tales from late last night
'Cause stories bear repeating
For everyone's delight
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph
Can't keep nothin' under their hat
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph
Sayin' who did dis and dat, dis and dat
Dis and dat
Now I'm not one to deal in gossip
But was he that big a fool
To do a belly-buster high dive
And miss the entire pool?
And what became of sweet Melissa
And the boy nobody knew?
Did Ricardo ever find her? I swear
It's just between me and you
But you can hear it on the coconut telegraph
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
Just who comes and goes, comes and goes
Comes and goes
La, la la la, la la la
La, la la la, la la la
La, la la la, la la la la la la la
La, la la la, la la la la la la, oooooh, ah!
It's hump day on the island
The lines have all gone dead
All the juicy news is history
I guess everything's been said
But when the eagle flies on Friday and
The boys break out the rum
And the joint begins to jumpin' and
You'll hear those hot lines hum
Ah, put it on the coconut telegraph
All the celebration and the stress
Baby, put it on the coconut telegraph
In twenty-five words or less
I want to hear it on the coconut telegraph
All the celebration and the stress
Baby, put it on the coconut telegraph
In twenty-five words or less
Dis and dat, comes and goes
Dis and dat, comes and goes