Sailors March Songtext

Since you got me hanging around these pretty things to please your own
you're not an ordinary boy you're an extraordinary wonder
since you got me dancing uh huh, a frail feather floats above
who is watching over us with a big round eye, our lonely telescope in the sky
since you got me swinging up high
a pale face with oval eyes
and this is how we all should march, with our hands over our eyes
there's a man overboard, a man overboard
once you get to your filthy, flood yourself then flood me too