Cold Coconuts I'm coming for ya
But first I've got a date in Addis Ababa
With a friend who's baking teff
He left the plains of Lubbock Texas on a personal quest
So in the meantime repair the palapa fronds
And sharpen my machete
I'll be there as soon as this kid from Grottaglie stops going on and on and on and on
About the best foccacia in the world

So make sure the hammock is secure because the trade winds are coming in
And exchange our excess yucca for the neighbour's homemadе rum
I'll be there in a minutе Cold Coconuts I just gotta wrap the show up here
They're finishing lecturing me on the difference between this and that
And though I can't say I often agree
Currently, I'm enjoying wearing all these hats

Look I know there's a happy hour I'm missing in our land without clocks
But just give me a second Cold Coconuts
My friend's a contrarian who's nearly talked himself back to the table
And hence we need to break bread in the food court in the grand bazaar before I go

Hold tight

Fill the cooler with ice and prepare the "coming soon" sign
I'm getting there, but this friend, this friend just pulled me into a disco in Leipzig
And I'm unsure of how to make inroads with these girls
Who dress to impress yet don't seem to want to be seen
Cold Coconuts I got you in my sights
Cold Coconuts just hold tight
Cold Coconuts I'm on my way
Thing is, just not today

(Peacetime and yogis, our dreams are out of focus
Drinking in the trenches treats us better than the hammocks
Peacetime and yogis, our dreams are out of focus
Cheers to the battles and the saddles that we ride on)