Sailor Sally was her name 
Workin for the Pub-Marine 
Fish and chips and gasoline
smelled on her ginger hair
On high heels, so stumblin’
Crooned a song of a submarine
Took a cigarette, spilled a gin
Her tongue cuted like a knife

Young, only 17
Breast were big but she was thin
Her white skin so freckled
Made the captain nuts on her
She married for a diamond ring
Noone knows what else he think
Coz everybody knows she loves 
joshing all the [bad word] 
I go on with the story of our fallin star
She sailed by a ship with the captain on her side

Longed for the new world a beautiful future
Being so famous was meaning of her life
She’d have done that favour, but nobody asked her
She has been left alone by the captain in a bar

Sally – go away
Sally – sail away
Sally – don't look back
Whatcha waiting for
Sally – hungry for 
Sally – thirsty for
Sally – horny for you
Crawling on the floor

She came home on valentine’s
Closed out from the „paradise”
In the chill, looked like a bride
Who’s married with the dark
She was tired of the same
But never want to sail again
Gets her real job on the knees
And Moaning on the floor