Coconut Telegraph

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 everyones delight

You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
Can't keep nothin' under their hat
You can hear 'em on the coconut telegraph (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 (telegraph)
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut telegraph (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!

Its Sunday on the island
The lines have all gone dead
All the juicy news is history
I guess everythings been said

But when the eagle flies on Friday
And the boys break out the rum
And the joint begins to jump in
And you'll hear those hot lines hum

Ah, put it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
All the celebration and the stress
Baby put it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
In twenty-five words or less

I want to hear it on the coconut telgraph (telegraph)
All the celebration and the stress
Baby put it on the coconut telegraph (telegraph)
In twenty-five words or less
Dis and dat, comes and goes
Dis and dat, comes and goes