It's Tuesday on the island
Not much going on
The parties are all over
They ended just past dawn

Now the jungle drums are beating
With the tales of late last night
And the story's very heated
Much to everyone's delight

You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
Don't keep nothing under their hat
You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
Find out who did dis and dat
Dis and dat
Dis and dat

Now I'm not one for dealing 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
Well I swear it's just between me and you

You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut telegraph
Find out just who comes and goes
Comes and goes
Comes and goes

Well 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 jumping
You'll hear those headlines hum

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