Lyrics:

It's really true
how nothin' matters
Then, my word, and
no mad hatters
No one's bitchin'
'cause there aren't no batters
in Coconut Grove

By the door
there's no one comin'
Oceans roll
will dull the drummin'
in your city thoughts and
city ways

The ocean breeze is cool
my mind
The salty days are hers and mine
just to do what we want to
Tonight we'll find a dune
that's ours
and softly she will speak the stars
'til the sun up

It's all from havin'
someone knowing
just which way your head is blowin'
It's always warm
like in the mornin'
in Coconut Grove

Ocean breeze is cool
my mind, the salty days are
hers and mine, just to do what we wanna
Tonight, we'll find a dune that's ours
and softly she will speak the stars
until sun up

It's really true
how nothin' matters
Thats, my word, and no
mad hatters
No one's bitchin'
'cause there ain't no batters
in Coconut Grove