It’s just a big old magnet that cuts the world in half And it’s pulling my spirit to the middle of the map The mode of transportation don’t matter to me, no As long as its destination is latitude zero, yeah
Well, even the birds are smart enough to know That I’ll go when the weather gets colder Why not make it sooner than later Watch you say we get closer to the equator, yeah, come on
You can have a little fruit stand down by the bay I’ll front a little blues band, make a little pay Costa Rica, the Keys or Antigua, they’d all be fine As long as we’re in the [?] of that feel good wine
Well, even the birds are smart enough to know That I’ll go when the weather gets colder Why not make it sooner than later Watch you say we get closer to the equator, yeah, come on
Oh oh oh, uh uh uh, yeah yeah yeah
I said, three little birds and a coconut, reggae, margarita Captain, you just say those words and we will get to leaving Three little birds and a coconut, reggae, margarita Captain, you just say those words and we will get to leaving
Even the birds are smart enough to know That I’ll go when the weather gets colder Why not make it sooner than later Watch you say we get closer to the Even the birds are smart enough to know That I’ll go when the weather gets colder Why not make it sooner than later Watch you say we get closer to the equator, yeah Closer to the equator, oww
Taste it, salt and lime, set sail… Come on, leave your worries behind… You’ve done this… Let me see you dance, one time…