Sailor - Sailor

There’s a town full of girls that could do with a smile

(Lonely girls, brush up your curls)

Get in the game, pick out the dame

This is the place where you set the pace

The streets are lit with the good times rolling

The bars are filled with the good stuff floating

Set 'em up Joe, let the booze flow

Give out the juice, she won’t refuse

This is your chance for love and romance

Your leave is short but the action’s growing

Get in the game before you start slowing down

Hey, sailor, is there anything wrong?

There’s a dame in your lap but your style is wrong

(She's ok, so don’t run away)

Sailor, is it true what they say that you don’t look so tough when the girls

are away?

(Boy, boy, boy, where’s all your joy)

Do what you know, put on a show

Don’t be afraid, you should have it made

You’ve got to live up to all those stories

Sailor boy with your mixed-up glories

Set 'em up Joe, let the booze flow

Pull up your socks, pull out the stops

Do what you can, they’ll understand

It’s hard to make up for all that sailing

Out on the sea, you lose all your training

Let the booze flow, let yourself go