Luyện nghe bài hát Friggin' In The Riggin'

Ahoy, scurvies!

It was on the good 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 place to

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

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

The first mate's name was
By Christ, he was a
He jerked and until he worked
Himself a stupor

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

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

The cabin boy was
He was a fuckin'
He his arse with broken glass
And the skipper

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

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

The Captain's was Mabel
To fuck, she wasn't
So the dirty shits, they nailed her
the barroom table

The Captain had a
Who fell in deep sea
Delighted squeals the eels
Had her sexual quarters

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

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

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