And a slim torso is the only thing truly attractive about a man
The little boat's radio was out of range of the land
And the pirates would be out there circling the bounty on board
The little boat's candle danced I wretched and vomited some more
The seas were plotting for a storm oh come its tantalising roar
Mother nature laid her hand upon me always too late come the lord
But what was coming I could feel and I was bathed in moon glow
Oh Mother Nature hold me
This is not time to let go
And if the storm didn't get us now we were being hunted at sea
My anchor my captain my love not even you can rescue me
With baby love in my blood in amniotic peace before war
The radio coughed and it cried
Little boat calling to shore
Then they boarded our boat
Pirate eyes upon me
Ship-wrecked now and scared
Just a cargo of three
Pirate took off his shirt and came and stood where I stand
Tattoo full on his chest was the Vitruvian man
I closed my eyes as in prayer
Mother Nature wrap me in your wings
And they dragged us back home
From some pirates are born kings