Friggin' In The Riggin'

It was on the good ship VenusBy Christ, ya shoulda seen usThe figurehead was a whore in bedAnd the mast was a ten foot penis.The captain of this luggerHe was a dirty buggerHe wasn't fit to shovel shitFrom one place to anotherFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginThere was fuck all else to doCaptain's name was MorganBy Christ, he was a gorgonTen times a day sweet tunes he'd playOn his fuckin' organThe first mate's name was CooperBy Christ he was a trooper.He jerked and jerked until he workedHimself into a stuporFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginThere was fuck all else to doThe second mate was AndyBy Christ, he had a dandyTill they crushed his cock on a jagged rockFor cumming in the brandyThe cabin boy was FlipperHe was a fuckin' nipperHe stuffed his arse with broken glassAnd circumcised the skipperFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginThere was fuck all else to doFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginThere was fuck all else to doThe Captain's wife was MabelTo fuck she was not ableSo the dirty shits, they nailed her titsAcross the barroom tableThe Captain had a daughterWho fell in deep sea waterDelighted squeals revealed that eelsHad found her sexual quartersFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginFriggin' in the rigginThere was fuck all else to do