unknown - Friggin' In The Riggin' lyrics


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it was on the good ship venus
By christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast, a rampant penis

The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another

Chorus:
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fuck all else to do


The captains name was morgan
By christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day he'd stop and play
With his fuckin' organ

The first mate's name was cooper
By christ he was a trooper.
He jerked and jerked until he worked
Himself into a stupor

Chorus

The second mate was andy
By christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock
For cumming in the brandy

The cabin boy was flipper
He was a fuckin' n--ger
He stuffed his ass with broken glass
And circumcised the skipper

Chorus

The captain's wife was mabel
To fuck she was not able
So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits
Across the barroom table

The captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
delighted squeals revealed that eels
Had found 'er sexual quarters

Repeat chorus to fade


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