I gots a voice that's reall gruff, a pipe that I puff
I'm a merchkant marine
Anchors on forearms, muscles thicker than yardarms
And one eye that's unseen

You can tells me that I gots no classk
Well, blow me down! I'll just keelhaul your assk
That's all I can stands, I can't stands no more
Gets off me ship and swim back to shore

Gots a liking for spinachk, I'm strong to the finichk
I'm a fighting machine
Gots a favorite goil, her name's Olive Oyl
And a Jeep named Eugene
Me Pappy's a drunk, always sneaks from his bunk
To find a sleazy saloon
Me antagonists: Sea Hag, Brutus
And sometimes Alice the Goon

I yam a sailor man
I yam just what I yam
I yam a sailor man
Well, I yam what I yam

Doesnk't needs GPS, got a sextant and compass
For my navigashkun
I'm at home on the sea, excuse the hell outta me
For my pronunskiashkun