Shanghaied In Portsmouth (feat. Mr. Hurley & Die Pulveraffen)

As I walked through the door of the Wellington pub I noticed a lassie that was eyeing me up She wasn't that pretty and she smelled like a dog But her smile it was lovely and she poured me a grog Another drink later and we started to dance When she poured me a third one it was like a romance But then I felt drowsy, must have been all that rum I slipped into darkness and my senses went numb When I woke again I found myself at sea I was tied against a post, no longer free I told you Shanghaied in Portsmouth High and dry under rainy skies Shanghaied in Portsmouth I never said good-bye Shanghaied in Portsmouth How did she get the best of me? Shanghaied in Portsmouth They must have spiked my tea Well they put me to work on this hideous brig Had me scrubbing the deck and made me climb up the rig The view from the topmast when I hoisted the sail Showed me I was forsaken, there was no way to bail At the end of the first day to the galley I went The cook seemed familiar, what a curious gent! With horror I noticed that he smelled like a dog He just winked and then smiled as he poured me a grog When I tried the rum it all came back to me I was dragged out of the pub down to the quay I told you Shanghaied in Portsmouth High and dry under rainy skies Shanghaied in Portsmouth I never said good-bye Shanghaied in Portsmouth How did he get the best of me? Shanghaied in Portsmouth They must have spiked my tea And so he lost his soul to the sea Damned to pull ropes till his dying day Three sheets to the wind from dusk till dawn And he toiled in hell forever Shanghaied in Portsmouth Shanghaied in Portsmouth