total, complete, full coco pete post April 23, 2008general, noteworthylyrics, magic ocean potion, musicscwtte I realize its been a while, but I figured it was time to do justice to that musical phenom Coconut Pete with a complete compendium of his works. As made famous by Broken Lizards Club Dread, these songs will get you ready for the summer beach season. To begin, check out the complete collection of Coconut Pete album art here. Then, read the lyrics for his hit single Pinacoladaberg here. That will catch you up on the previous Coconut Pete posts. Now, heres the new stuff How about complete lyrics to the other three Coconut Pete songs? How about the Coconut Pete MP3s, which were, for some unfathomable reason, omitted from the Club Dread soundtrack? Just click the links below to download the songs, but keep in mind that the links will have to be removed if those Broken Lizard guys come after meor if Bill Paxton decides to release the songs on his own Coconut Pete album, which wouldnt have me complaining. These songs are so rare, I feel the need to share. Enjoy! MP3s (all 128 KBPS): Coconut Pete Pinacoladaberg Coconut Pete Pleasure Island Coconut Pete Naughty Cal Coconut Pete Shes a Comin Coconut Pete Pleasure Island lyrics: Ahh, here we go: Theres a little place where the sun sleeps late Pours himself a shot of tequila Its a little place called Pleasure Island Thats where Id like to feel ya Its easy to find just beyond the last wave Where the dolphins and whales are a-matin Sail all day and all night and take a hot ride Thats where Ill be a-waitin Pleasure Island, island of pleasure No need to stop and think Pleasure Island, a beautiful treasure Come on down and have a drink The place was discovered by a randy rum-runner Back in the 18th century He knew he had scored when his skiff washed ashore And a monkey served him a frozen daiquiri Nothing has changed the birds still get high And lovely ladies swing on the palm trees Bikinis and lotion are the magic ocean potion Why dont you all come along with me Pleasure Island, island of pleasure No need to stop and think Pleasure Island, a beautiful treasure Come on down and have a drink A tropical dream Smearing coconut cream The breeze is so tame Youll forget your own name Pleasure Island, island of pleasure No need to stop and think Pleasure Island, fun is the master I said, Come on down and have a drink Pleasure Island, island of pleasure No need to stop and think Dont be loco, itll grab you by your go-gos Ahh just come on down and have a drink And maybe a smoke too Oh yeah Coconut Pete Naughty Cal lyrics: Naughty Cal, Bongo and Tokie got tired of livin on land So the three amigos took an undersea trip And never were seen again It started out all right, they made it a couple of miles Till they spotted a watering hole They had their wits about them, until they were served A bottomless scorpion bowl Naughty Cal and his pals, riding the waves for somewhere High and low, they blew all their dough And ended up nowhere Tokie said, Hey, Ive got an ideathat is if youre not yellow Across the street, somethin sweet An underwater bordello (bordello) Tokie took em to the seahorse whorehouse For a little spin Bongo chose himself a pretty prawn Cal preferred a dolphin (a dolphin) Bongo the stone crab got high as a kite And fell and cracked his shell (oh no!) Tokie was lost in the maze all night Because he screwed away his sense of smell Naughty Cal and his pals, riding the waves to somewhere High and low, they blew all their dough And ended up nowhere La la la la, la la la la, la la la la la I said, La la la la, la la la la, la la la la They pulled their shit together Cleaned themselves all up And they set out on their way (on their way) They heard some talk about buried treasure Down in mango bay (down in mango bay) But a big bad orca, and a scary octopus Were guarding the riverbed Before you knew it, the fun was over Because Bongo and Tokie were dead I guess it seems that everybodys lookin To find their own paradise But it aint on Earth Its up there in Heaven Someday were all gonna die La la la la, la la la la, la la la la la Yeah! La la la la, la la la la, la la la la Come on everybody! La la la la, la la la la, la la la la Pass that bong over here! La la la la(fade) Woo! Yeah! Ha ha ha ha, woo! Coconut Pete Shes a Comin' lyrics: Its the last week of work And I feel like a jerk Theres a chill in the air, and you know then Thats it time to shut down for the hurricane season Shes a comin, and shes a blowin Shes a comin And shes a blowin Its a shame to leave such a beautiful girl One that weve all come to love She cradles and strokes us Her friendship it soaks us Warm and tight, she fits like a glove Clear blue water Bright white beaches Palm trees that sway in the breeze Oh Christ how Ill miss her That lady I love her This last week is always a tease Shes a comin (shes a comin) And shes a blowin (shes a blowin) Shes a comin (shes a comin) And shes a blowin (shes a blowin) Pleasures my island And I know shell be smilin When I come back to see her (Come back to see me) If it werent for the weather Wed stay here forever Now its better to flee her I hate to flee her! This time of year My girl, she goes queer When another girl blows into town (into town) Its Hurricane Betty, and I know already If I dont sail away I could drown Well theres nothing better When two girls come together Its best to stay out of the way Cause when girls do their thing Their annual thing They ask for their space, si vu plait So I might sail the seas Visit old friends But mostly just cry in my beer Cause Im leavin my lady My beautiful lady Cause hurricane season is here But Ill be back in October When the season is over Folks are lined up at the door Say goodbye to the whitecaps And bring on the nightcaps She aint comin or blowin no more She aint comin (she aint comin) Oh she aint blowin (she aint blowin) She aint comin (she aint comin) No, shes not blowin (she aint blowin) She aint comin (she aint comin) no no no no no She aint blowin (she aint blowin) She aint comin (she aint comin) no no no no no She aint blowin (she aint blowin) If anyone finds any mistakes, or if youre officially forcing me to remove the songs, feel free to contact me. Oh, and a recipe for Coconut Petes paella is still in the works. Update: Fixed the one missing Naughty Cal line, I think.