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

It'll go when the weather gets colder

Why not make it sooner than later?

What 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 bus in a sea of that feel-good wine

Well, even the birds are smart enough to know

It'll go when the weather gets colder

Why not make it sooner than later?

What you say? We get closer to the equator, yeah (come on)

Oh, oh, oh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I said, three little birds and a coconut, reggae, margarita

Captain, you just say those words, and we will get to leavin'

Well now, three little birds and a coconut, reggae, margarita

Captain, you just say those words, and we will get to leavin'

Even the birds are smart enough to know

It'll go when the weather gets colder

Why not make it sooner than later?

What you say? We get closer to the

Even the birds are smart enough to know

It'll go when the weather gets colder

Why not make it sooner than later?

What you say? We get closer to the equator, yeah

Closer to the equator, ow

Taste it, salt and lime

Set sail, come on, leave your worries behind

You've done this

Let me see you dance one time