Call The Coastguard There's A Galley Slave Here

Did anyone scupper the slave, galleon? Is there anybody out there left alive to save Can you raise your soul's white flag? Ooh… call the coastguard there's a galley slave Here sinking fast, without a trace. Ooh… about to drown with you. Ooh… She's got braided kelp hair of gold She's a pirate's treasure in his hold… Her skin is as soft as warmed tanned Spanish leather If he can only rescue her …Ooh …Ooh… She'll return her love back to him. Twenty fold. Ten sheets to the wind…. She'll keep out the cold. And maybe even rescue his drowning soul And return his love back… twenty fold.