Sailor Song Lyrics - Soviet Kitsch - Regina Spektor

She will kiss you till your lips bleed 

But she will not take her dress off 

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All the sailor boys have demons 

They sing, "Oh, Kentucky, why did you forsake me? 

If I was meant to sail the sea why did you make me? 

It should've been another state 

Oh, stay..." 

'Cause Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

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Does it matter that our anchors 

Couldn't even reach the bottom of a bath tub 

And the sails reflect the moon 

It's such a strange job 

Playing blackjack on the deck 

Still atop this giant puddle 

Dressed in white, we quietly huddle 

With our missiles 

And we miss the girls back home 

Oh, home sweet home 

'Cause Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

Mary Anne's a bitch 

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She will kiss you till your lip bleeds 

But she will not take her dress off 

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