Luyện nghe bài hát Friggin' In The Riggin'

Ahoy, scurvies!

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

The Captain of lugger
He was a dirty
He wasn't fit to shit
one place to another

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

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

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

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

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

The boy was Flipper
He was a fuckin'
He stuffed his arse with glass
And the skipper

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

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

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

The had a daughter
Who fell in sea water
Delighted revealed the eels
Had found her quarters

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

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

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