Theres a tug on my shoulder, I see her over there on that Boulder. Singing a song that makes me smolder. And why do I feel so much colder? She's sweet, supple and supine. She blushes in the color of wine. I know at once she's got to be mine. That there isn't any time. Raise the sails and turn the bow oh, I've got some Wild Oats to sow. Oh, but how she move so slow. My blood boils heavy and low. She beckons me into the Rock. I don't care if the ship can't dock. The crew is in such a shock. But she's got me by the cock. Even as the ship begins to sink, we're all on a very Brink. I've got time to give her a little wink She's so beautiful in pink. Behind me the ship's been drowned, my friends, they all drowned. But I just follow the sweet sound. I know precisely where im bound. I'm on the rock beside her now. Oh, God, pleas just tell me how she lays her hand on my brow. Its time for me to break a vow. She leans In with the tip of her tongue. Then her final trap is apru g with razor sharp teeth, iv been stung. My blood drained, back into the sea im flung.
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