Everybody's Talkin'

Here's a little song we're gonna do
To keep the Tiki Bar kinda moving along here
We're going down to coconut
I've been home, it's been hotter than hell down there
But it's still good
So here's a little Fred Neil song, from the shores of Biscayne Bay
One of my favorites
We're going where the weather suits our clothes

Everybody's talkin' at me
I can't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echos of my mind
People stop and stare
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

Going where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Bankin' off of a northeast wind and sailin' on a summer breeze
Skippin' over the ocean like a stone
Take it, Mr. Mac

Going where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Bankin' off of a northeast wind and sailin' on a summer breeze
Skippin' over the ocean like a stone

Everybody's talkin' at me
I can't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echos of my mind
I won't let you leave my love behind
I won't let you leave my love behind
I won't let you leave my love behind

Thank you Freddy Neil
Thank you ladies
Yeah
Going where the weather suits our clothes
I think we found that spot
Whoa, Tiki Bar's heaven