The dykes are on the starboard
They're polishing the guns
The're battoning the hatches
As tough as any mother's son
There'll be no procreation
No baby cribs at sea
No frigging in the rigging you
Can leave the boys for me
I don't ask
Don't tell
Contaminate me with your smell
Perfumed by the treachery
Loaded guns and sodomy
Soak me down with your desire
In the shower, under fire
Wave the white flag, keep it clean
Call me G.I. Josephine
Come on!
Come on!
And it's one, two, three
Don't wanna be by the book
'Cause actually I don't give a damn
I don't wanna be a man
And it's five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Ain't no time to wonder why
Anyone can die
I don't ask
Don't tell
Contaminate me with your smell
Perfumed by the treachery
Loaded guns and sodomy
Soak me down with your desire
In the shower, under fire
Wave the white flag, keep it clean
Call me G.I. Josephine
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