Sailor Song lyrics

She will kiss you 'til 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?

Should've been another state

Oh state..

'cause Mary Anne's a bitch

Mary Anne's a bitch [x5]"

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 Black Jack on the deck

Still, atop this giant bottle 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 [x5]

She will you kiss until your lips bleed

But she will not take her dress off

Americana, tropicana

Americana, tropicana

Americana, americana

• Artist:Regina Spektor
• Album:Soviet Kitsch