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Kemp-Prior |
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Sally's in the alley and Nancy's on the game |
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Emily is pregnant and wondering who to blame. |
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We raise our port and lemon and toast a reply |
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That the senior service satisfy. |
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See the bold man-of-war steaming into port |
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Guns fully primed, the 24-pounder sort |
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And down on the deck for a full broadside |
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Back on the high seas with the rising tide. |
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Here's a little steam ship chugging up the channel |
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Small smoke stack and a red smoking funnel. |
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He brings the girls presents of stockings and tights, |
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Comes regular as clockwork every tuesday night. |
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Sally's in the alley and Nancy's on the game |
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Emily is pregnant and wondering who to blame. |
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We raise our port and lemon and toast a reply |
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That the senior service satisfy. |
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Here come the sailor boys, matthew, luke and john |
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I like 'em with tattoos, i like 'em young and strong. |
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Here come the sailor boys a-rousting up the town |
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Their rigging is up but their sails are down. |
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-instrumental- |
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Here's a skipper of a clipper with a broken bowsprit |
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Heading for dry dock and a new refit |
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There's an oil tanker of the modern kind |
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A thousand foot length of throbbing steam turbine. |
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Sally's in the alley and nancy's on the game |
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Emily is pregnant and wondering who to blame. |
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We raise our port and lemon and toast a reply |
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That the senior service satisfy. |
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Here come the sailor boys, George, John and Paul. |
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I like 'em lithe and lissom, like 'em slim and tall. |
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Here come the sailor boys whistling up the quay, |
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Blue peter up the mast where all the girls can see. |
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Sally's in the alley and nancy's on the game |
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Emily is pregnant and wondering who to blame. |
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We raise our port and lemon and toast a reply |
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That the senior service satisfy. |
