.[Verse 1]
Of the sight of me, the Spaniards must be seasick to the molar>
Plunder treasure galleons, off the shores of Hispaniola
Every ship that caught my eye, I went ahead and stole her>
L'Ollonnais, Chevalier>
Everybody fears
Roasted men like manatee, washed it down wit.
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