Across the Sea
She sat on the balcony, thinking,
He was somewhere across the sea.
He stood on that Pirate Ship
Thinking about me.
We've gotten drunk
And maybe more
But thinking about him
Makes my head somewhat very sore
He's probably looking at the stupid compass
The one that doesn't work
It doesn't even do it's job
That job is pointing north.
But soon he'll be back
And I'll slap on the cheek
His mouth will be so sore
He won't be able to speak.
Now If you see Ol' Capt'n Jack
Tell him that I miss 'em
But first you'll need to know my name...
My name starts with Clorissa
(Author's Note: That's probably not how you spell it, that's probably not even her name...but in Tartuga the girl who always slaps Captain Jack...either one. That's who Clorissa is!)