I like coconuts, you can't break them open

they smell like ladies,

lyin in the sun



I like coconuts you can't break them open

they smell like ladies,

lyin in the sun



And if I had my way

I'd give a coconut to everyone



Well I gotta friend named Jack

Look like he born in a paper sack

well that's my friend Jack



Oooh, c'mon Jack

Smell these coconuts



There's enough for everyone



Jackie likes the smell of cut grass

he used to play ball on Saturdays

Playin in the sun



Jackie likes the smell of cut grass

he used to play ball on Saturdays

Playin in the sun



If Jackie had his way,

he'd give some cut grass to everyone



Well I gotta friend named Fred

Look like he born in a slanty shed

(in some versions