Davey Jones Locker

I’m tired of being lonely
And I’m sick of my crew
Cuz this ship is takin' on water, yes
And my socks are turning blue
Well I chased the farmers daughters
And I drink my share of brew
Well, I’ve pulled myself together again
And I put my ring on you
And if it was up to me
I’d turn this thing around
I’d pull out all the stops, stops, stops, stops
Until we’re in the ground
Cuz I know, cuz I know baby
That I worked so hard for you
And I got more booty than you’ll ever need, oh yeah
And you say there’s more, more
La, ah, ah, ah, oh, no, no
La, ah, ah, ah, oh no
Alright, I don’t have all the answers, yeah
But what I’ve got
You know I’ll give it to you, you, you, baby
And I know your daddy doesn’t like me much
But I know my heart is true
And if it was up to me
I’d turn this thing around
I’d pull out all the stops, stops, stops, stops
Until we’re in the ground
Cuz I know, cuz I know baby
That I worked so hard for you
And I got more booty than you’ll ever need, oh yeah
And you say there’s more, more
La, ah, ah, ah, oh, no, no
La, ah, ah, ah, oh no