We are going under now
This is a rusty pail anyhow
Better save your soul
There's no port of call
My friend is under deck
She don't bother to notice that
So many nice guys there, and:
"Don't you touch my hair!"
There's a leak in the ship but she don't care
I say: "Sweetheart mine!
You at least should come with me, it's high time!"
She says: "Have a beer!" and:
"Don't you panic here!"
On deck the things got weird
Stormy weather and no time to spare
People fought for their lives
I got a lifeboat 'cause I had a knife
There's a leak in the ship and a stab in your hip
Ro Ro Ro Rolling home
This is a sailor's song
Ro Ro Ro Rolling home
Where has my baby gone?
This is a rusty pail anyhow
Better save your soul
There's no port of call
My friend is under deck
She don't bother to notice that
So many nice guys there, and:
"Don't you touch my hair!"
There's a leak in the ship but she don't care
I say: "Sweetheart mine!
You at least should come with me, it's high time!"
She says: "Have a beer!" and:
"Don't you panic here!"
On deck the things got weird
Stormy weather and no time to spare
People fought for their lives
I got a lifeboat 'cause I had a knife
There's a leak in the ship and a stab in your hip
Ro Ro Ro Rolling home
This is a sailor's song
Ro Ro Ro Rolling home
Where has my baby gone?
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