O' supper time was over
As we left the Port Pub across the bay
When we saw a frightful sight
As the day turned to night
An invasion like none you've ever seen
The sails fluttered with many colours
The boat captains, horrifyingly clean
Wearing Hawaiian print shirts
Sandals and dock shorts
T'was like a Yuppy Convention out at sea
Thus sailed the Sailboat Armada
As the wind swept away the salt breeze
On the seven seas I've roamed
And no worse terror I've known
Than 300 Yacht Club Members out at sea
Five ships led the race to dry dock
Like the America's Cup with canons
When a bikini breasted lass
Stepped up to the mast
And was knocked on her ass by the shifting wind
Somehow I survived the Sailboat Armada
Nevermore will I venture out to sea
On Memorial Day I paint yachts
For yuppies to hit rocks
As a silent war against rich conformity
As we left the Port Pub across the bay
When we saw a frightful sight
As the day turned to night
An invasion like none you've ever seen
The sails fluttered with many colours
The boat captains, horrifyingly clean
Wearing Hawaiian print shirts
Sandals and dock shorts
T'was like a Yuppy Convention out at sea
Thus sailed the Sailboat Armada
As the wind swept away the salt breeze
On the seven seas I've roamed
And no worse terror I've known
Than 300 Yacht Club Members out at sea
Five ships led the race to dry dock
Like the America's Cup with canons
When a bikini breasted lass
Stepped up to the mast
And was knocked on her ass by the shifting wind
Somehow I survived the Sailboat Armada
Nevermore will I venture out to sea
On Memorial Day I paint yachts
For yuppies to hit rocks
As a silent war against rich conformity
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