Tropical drink
melting in your hand

We'll be falling in love
To the rhythm of a steel band
Down in kokomo
Aruba, Jamaica
Ooh, I wanna take ya

To Bermuda, Bahama
Come on, pretty mama
key Largo, Montego
Ooh, I wanna take you
down to kokomo

We'll get there fast
and then we'll take it slow

That's where we wanna go
Way down to kokomo
Buddy. Hey, buddy!
The name is not buddy. "
It's pal. "

The brochure promised me
a drink on the house, pal.

- I'll take one of those orange things.
- Excuse me, uh...

My friend just passed out on the beach
over there. Do you have a phone anywhere?

No, no. Excuse me.
Excuse me.

She was, uh, drinking
champagne in the sun.

Champagne: perfume going in,
sewage coming out.

- Is she gonna be all right?
- Yeah, she's gonna be okay.

Uh, could somebody go down
to the condo office...

- and have them call an ambulance?
- Yeah, sure.

just in case.
Let's get her up.

The doctor will probably
give her a shot of Ipecac.

I don't want
anything more to drink.

Oh, don't worry. It'll make you
feel better. It'll help you throw up.

I don't want
to throw up.

Oh, God, I think
I'm gonna throw up.

No, I'm all right.
I'm all right.

She can never
make up her mind.

Hey, Brian. I gotta
hit the road, man.

Okay, Owen.
Well, goodbye.