Karaoké The Pirate Song (I Want to Sing and Dance) Ray Stevens

Sixteen men on a dead man's chest

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

Alast there mates

You're sailin' with Long John

Blackbeard Pegleg Patcheye Hook

The scourge of the Bounty Main

The bloodthirstiest

Black-heartedest pirate captain ever sailed the seven seas

Ha harr what say ye

We hoist the Jolly Roger

Heel over to yonder

Spanish galleon

Lay a few broadsides again' her timbers

Swing over there on these here lanyards with our cutlasses in our teeth

Cut out the rivets and split the booty

What say ye to that me hearties ay

I don't like it

You don't like it

I don't like it and I don't wanna do it

It's tacky

And don't look at me that way

Well if you don't like it what do you want

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

Sing and dance

I want to be a pirate in the Pirates of Penzance

Wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight shiny pants

I want to sing and dance

You wanna sing and dance

Hah

Well you don't like plunderin' ay

Shiver me timbers

How 'bout treasurin' huh

Rubies and emeralds

Pearls and gold doubloons

British soverigns

Silver chalices encrusted with diamonds and jewels

Necklaces and bracelets of every shape and size fit for the crown heads of Europe ay

And all buried in a pirate's chest and I just happen to know where

How 'bout that me bloodthirsty buckos

Ha ha ha

I don't like it

You don't like it

I don't like it and I don't want it

Ye don't want it

And I won't do it

I'm an artiste

An artiste

Well Mister Artiste

What do you want

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

Sing and dance

I want to be a pirate in the Pirates of Penzance

Wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight shiny pants

I want to sing and dance

Now listen here

This ain't no floatin' Gilbert and Sullivan show you know

For some little flittin' Tinkerbell

This here be a black-hearted pirate ship

And I'd have you keelhauled if you weren't me own flesh and blood you little twit

So you don't like plunderin' ay and you don't want

I don't like it no treasurin' huh

I don't want it

And you probably don't want no groggin' and revelin' and wenchin' and rummin' either I suppose

Well deep down you wanna know the truth

It's not me

I don't want it

Well what do you want as if I didn't already bleedin' know

I want to sing and dance and w-

I know, I know

Wear your tight little shiny pants ugh

Okay

We'll all sing and dance

I said We'll all sing and dance or you'll walk the plank

One two three

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

I want to be a pirate

I want to be a pirate

I want to be a pirate in the Pirates in the Pirates of Penzance in the Pirates of Penzance

Oh well

I like it, I like it

Wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight shiny pants

I kinda like it me own self

I thought you would

Ha ha ha ha ha ha

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

I want to sing and dance

Sixteen men on a dead man's chest

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

I don't like rum

You don't like rum

Well no actually I well

I might like a little Perrier with a lime in it

A little Perrier with a lime in it

He wants a lime in it

Well do you have any escargot

What's your soup today

Escar-what

Soup

I might have a bit of a salad too

Well how about a bleedin' fingerbowl

Maybe a croissant

Is that right

Those French make everything so hard

Why didn't they just call it a bun