| It’s just a big old magnet that cuts the world in half
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| And it’s pulling my spirit to the middle the map
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| The mode of transportation don’t matter to me, no
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| As long as its destination is latitude zero, yeah
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| Well, even the birds are smart enough to know
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| That I’ll go when the weather gets colder
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| Why not make it sooner than later
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| Whatcha say we get closer to the equator, yeah, come on
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| You can have a little fruit stand down by the bay
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| I’ll front a little blues band, make a little pay
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| Costa Rica, the keys or Antigua, they’d all be fine
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| As long as we’re in the bus in a sea of that feel good wine
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| Well, even the birds are smart enough to know
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| That I’ll go when the weather gets colder
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| Why not make it sooner than later
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| Whatcha say we get closer to the equator, yeah, come on
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| Oh oh oh, uh uh uh, yeah
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| Three little birds and a coconut, reggae, margarita
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| Captain, you just say those words and we will get to leaving
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| Three little birds and a coconut, reggae, margarita
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| Captain, you just say those words and we will get to leaving
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| Well, even the birds are smart enough to know
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| I’ll go when the weather gets colder
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| Why not make it sooner than later
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| Whatcha say we get closer to the
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| Even the birds are smart enough to know
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| I’ll go when the weather gets colder
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| Why not make it sooner than later
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| Whatcha say we get closer to the equator, yeah
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| Closer to the equator, owww
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| Taste it, salt and lime, set sail, come leave, your worries behind
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| You’ve done this, let me see you dance one time |