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