Rumahoy - Full Mast Lyrics

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Full Mast

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What Are The Lyrics For Full Mast By Rumahoy?
We docked Port at noon, south of Seattle
I was chomping down on some glorious cattle For tonight we were going on a casino crawl Gamble our treasure, pleasure for all The first place we went, had an oderous stench A smelly old hobo, and an ugly old wench I hoppped up to her, and winked in her direction She gazed her eyes down to my pirate erection With that we made haste Into the night, what a sight There's more to enjoy Now lets go, ahoy Well we drunk, and we danced With my good eye I glanced A hotter wench With my hook at full mast Such beauty, what a booty I whipped out my flask to have a drink With my hook at full mast So i ditched that old carp, and put on my hat I'm Captain Yarrface I'm better than that I stumbled up, to the new bird I spied I gave her the wink, worked last time I tried To my surprise, she fell at me knees, Pulled down my pants, and what did she see? She wasn't impressed, she'd seen it before Though my rusty old cannon was standing full bore I picked up my hat My pants and my gun, now lets run There's more to enjoy Now lets go, ahoy Well we drunk, and we danced With my good eye I glanced A hotter wench With my hook at full mast Such beauty, what a booty I whipped out my flask to have a drink With my hook at full mast Hold on a second Somebody's stolen my hat I'm gonna kill everyone in this fucking pub Starting with you |
Who Wrote Full Mast By Rumahoy?
Matthew Bell, Luke Philp
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What's The Duration Of The Full Mast By Rumahoy?The duration of Full Mast is 5:16 minutes and seconds. |
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