La La Song

There's something in your water
Go and drink it in
You have a lovely daughter
I want in
While everyone is sleeping
I'll take her by the throat
And throw her on the main deck
Of the boat

So all the barrellmen can see
The gorgeous charlot that I see

Sweet young Rosie, darlin
We'll have her home by 9
The images are only
In your mind
Is anything the matter?
The apple and the tree
A little girl born into
Royalty

The shallop, yeah, we'll have our way
And send her on her marry way