It’s just a big old magnet that cuts the world in half
And it’s pulling my spirit to the middle 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
Whatcha 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 bus in a sea 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
Whatcha say we get closer to the equator, yeah, come on
Oh Oh Oh, Uh Uh Uh, Yeah
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
Well, even the birds are smart enough to know
I’ll go when the weather gets colder
Why not make it sooner than later
Whatcha say we get closer to the
Even the birds are smart enough to know
I’ll go when the weather gets colder
Why not make it sooner than later
Whatcha say we get closer to the equator, Yeah
Closer to the equator, Owww
Taste it, salt and lime, Set Sail, Come Leave, Your Worries Behind
You’ve done this, let me see you dance one time
*** Thanks Lisa Humphreys for the lyrics