| The sweetest one of all
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| May be here tonight
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| The one that’ll make you drool
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| It’ll be love at first sight
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| She’ll make your knees buckle
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| and feel warm and fuzzy inside
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| Your heart will be racing
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| You’ll forget everyone you’ve tried
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| She might be black
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| She might be white
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| or from any foreign shore
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| One things for certain
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| she’ll leave you craving more
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| She’ll be in any shape or size
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| no matter small or tall
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| She may be rich
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| She may be smooth
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| We’ll have to try them all
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| Shiver me timbers that’s a jolly good rum
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| Cool on my lips, but it tickles my tongue
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| Shiver me timbers that’s a jolly good rum
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| But the search goes on ‘til we find the one
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| We’re visiting every tavern
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| Stopping at every port
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| Sampling all the locals
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| We tasted all sorts
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| Yet to deliver that quiver in my liver
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| We need a special brand
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| Onwards we continue
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| Until the perfect rum’s in hand
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| Shiver Me Timbers that’s a jolly good rum
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| Cool on my lips, but it tickles my tongue
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| Shiver Me Timbers that’s a jolly good rum
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| But the search goes on ‘til we find the one
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| Shiver Me Timbers that’s a jolly good rum
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| Drank so many but we’re not done
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| Shiver Me Timbers that’s a jolly good rum
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| But the search goes on ‘til we find the one |