Sailor Sally was her name Workin for the Pub-Marine Fish and chips and gasoline smelled on her ginger hair On high heels, so stumblin’ Crooned a song of a submarine Took a cigarette, spilled a gin Her tongue cuted like a knife
Young, only 17 Breast were big but she was thin Her white skin so freckled Made the captain nuts on her She married for a diamond ring Noone knows what else he think Coz everybody knows she loves joshing all the cocks
I go on with the story of our fallin star She sailed by a ship with the captain on her side
Longed for the new world a beautiful future Being so famous was meaning of her life She’d have done that favour, but nobody asked her She has been left alone by the captain in a bar
Sally – go away Sally – sail away Sally – don't look back Whatcha waiting for Sally – hungry for Sally – thirsty for Sally – horny for you Crawling on the floor
She came home on valentine’s Closed out from the „paradise” In the chill, looked like a bride Who’s married with the dark She was tired of the same But never want to sail again Gets her real job on the knees And Moaning on the floor
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