Luyện nghe bài hát Friggin' In The Riggin'

Ahoy, scurvies!

It was on the ship Venus
By Christ, ya seen us
The figurehead was a in bed
And the mast, a penis

The of this lugger
He was a bugger
He wasn't fit to shit
From one to another

Friggin' in the
in the riggin'
Friggin' in the
There was all else to do

Captain's name was
By Christ, he was a
Ten a day sweet tunes he'd play
On his fuckin'

The first name was Cooper
By Christ, he was a
He jerked and until he worked
into a stupor

Friggin' in the
Friggin' in the
in the riggin'
There was fuck all to do

The second mate was
By Christ, he had a
Till they crushed his cock on a jagged
For in the brandy

The boy was Flipper
He was a nipper
He his arse with broken glass
And the skipper

Friggin' in the
in the riggin'
Friggin' in the
was fuck all else to do

Friggin' in the
Friggin' in the
Friggin' in the
was fuck all else to do

The Captain's wife was
To fuck, she able
So the dirty shits, they nailed her
Across the table

The had a daughter
Who in deep sea water
squeals revealed the eels
Had her sexual quarters

Friggin' in the
in the riggin'
Friggin' in the
There was fuck all to do

in the riggin'
Friggin' in the
Friggin' in the
was fuck all else to do

Friggin' in the
in the riggin'
Friggin' in the
was fuck all else to do
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