Luyện nghe bài hát Friggin' In The Riggin'

Ahoy, scurvies!

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

The Captain of lugger
He was a bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel
one place to another

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

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

The first mate's was Cooper
By Christ, he was a
He jerked and jerked until he
into a stupor

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

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

The boy was Flipper
He was a nipper
He stuffed his arse with glass
And circumcised the

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 fuck all to do

The Captain's was Mabel
To fuck, she able
So the shits, they nailed her tits
the barroom table

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

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

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

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