Sailor Song Songtext / Lyric

She will kiss you till your lips bleed

But she will not take her dress off

Americana

Tropicana



All the sailor boys have demons

They sing, "Oh, Kentucky, why did you forsake me?

If I was meant to sail the sea why did you make me?

It should've been another state

Oh, stay..."



'Cause Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch



Does it matter that our anchors

Couldn't even reach the bottom of a bath tub

And the sails reflect the moon

It's such a strange job






Playing blackjack on the deck

Still atop this giant puddle

Dressed in white, we quietly huddle

With our missiles

And we miss the girls back home

Oh, home sweet home



'Cause Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch



She will kiss you till your lip bleeds

But she will not take her dress off

Americana

Tropicana

Americana

Tropicana

Americana

Americana