Can't be bothered with the natural fact I'm her slave and I can't look back She's the Queen of the briny deep Rebubula across the sea Just like Sinbad I sailed my vessel true Fled like Popeye from the Island of the Goon Till her song, well it lured me off course I think it came from the ocean floor Rip off all my limbs Poke out both my eyes Pull out my swollen tongue Wear a thin disguise And the Sirens' song Sweetly sucks me down Into the ocean blue I'll find my way back to you Can't be bothered with the natural fact I guess she's gone and she ain't comin' back Been at the sea for forty days and forty nights Let her go without any fight There she stands knee deep At the ocean shore Waves her arms like a matador Like a matador of course She's an East coast mama now I know that for sure And I'm going down for the third time Going down the third Down - Down - Down