Her Name was Nami

She's our cartographer,

With a quill always at hand,

Wearing the shortest skirt she can,

She would thieve,

And draw maps for us,

And while she tried tot do it all,

Luffy always made her bawl.

Across the ships vast floor,

We all get up at 8:00 in the morn

But they were young and they had each other

Who could ask for more?

On the Merry, the Merry Go

The hottest spot next to Alabasta,

On the Merry, the Merry Go

Maps are her passion,

She's always in fashion

On the Merry Go

They fell in love.

His name Is Sanji

He has a cigarette

He was appointed to our crew

Then he saw the pretty girl watching him too

And when he was done gaping

He called her over

whistle

But Sanji went a bit too far

Luffy broke poor Sanji's jaw!

And then the punches flew,

The railings were smashed in two,

There was blood in a single gunshot

But just who shot who?

On the Merry, the Merry Go

The hottest spot next to Alabasta,

On the Merry, the Merry Go

Maps are her passion,

She's always in fashion

On the Merry Go

SCREAM!

She lost her love.

Her name is Nami

She's a cartographer

But that was thirty years ago

When she was still part of the Merry go

It's still the same ship

But not for Nami,

Still in the clothes she use to wear

The faded quill she takes every where

She sits there so refined

And drinks herself half blind

She lost her youth and she lost her Luffy

Now she's LOST HER MIND

On the Merry, the Merry Go

The hottest spot next to Alabasta,

On the Merry, the Merry Go

Maps are her passion,

She's always in fashion

On the Merry Go

Don't fall in love… don't fall in love…