Karaoké Coconut Telegraph Jimmy Buffett

Tuesday on the island

Not much goin' on

The parties are all over

They ended just past dawn

The jungle drums are beatin' with the tales from late last night

The stories bear repeatin' for everyone's delight

You can hear it on the coconut telegraph

Can't keep nothin' under their hat

You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph

Sayin' who did this and that

This and that, this and that

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

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

Oh 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 you 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

This and that

Comes and goes

This and that

Comes and goes