Letra
[Verse 1]
Stop, ladies, pray!
A man!
I had intended not to intrude myself upon your notice
In this effective but alarming costume
But under these peculiar circumstances
I feel it is my bounden duty to tell you
That your proceedings here will not be unwitnessed!
But who are you, sir? Speak!
I am a pirate!
A pirate! Horror!
[Verse 2]
Ladies, do not shun me!
This evening I renounce my vile profession
And, to that end, O pure and peerless maidens
O blushing buds of ever-blooming beauty
I, sore at heart, I sore at heart
Implore your kind assistance
[Verse 3]
How pitiful his tale!
How rare his beauty!
How pitiful his tale! How rare his beauty!
