A Pirate Looks At Forty-6 7 7 -8 8 7 -6 7 -8 8
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
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Wanted to sail upon your waters
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since I was three feet tall
Boat DrinksBoat drinks
Boys in the band ordered boat drinks
Visitors scored on the home rink
Everything seems to be wrong
Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap air fare
I gotta to fly to saint somewhere
Im close to bodily harm
Captain AmericaCan you tell me where I might find my friend and companion
He looks a little different from anything you've seen
He likes to beat the bass drum for justice and salvation
He's got the brains of Einstein and brawn of Mister Clean
He's a lighnting flash who makes the dash from one coast to the other
To stop a crime or lend a dime or help his aging mother
Captain America we love you, Captain America you're grand
If U Like Pina ColadasI was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long.
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:
If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
MargaritavilleNibblin' on sponge cake
Watchin' the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strummin' my six-string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp they're beginnin' to boil
Chorus:
MargarittavilleNibblin' on sponge cake,
watchin' the sun bake;
All of those tourists covered with oil.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp
They're beginnin' to boil.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
The Asshole SongWell I was drivin' down I-95 the other night,
somebody nearly cut me right off the road.
I decided it wasn't gonna do any good to get mad,
so I wrote a song about 'em instead. It goes like this.
Were you born an asshole?
Or did you work at it your whole life?
Either way it worked out fine