At the last minute everything was okay We bought our tickets, we were on our way It cost us six hundred and sixty-six Francs But that didn't mean anything On our way to Ireland on a French boat And she had a Spanish captain He welcomed us aboard and told us some jokes We tried our best to laugh at them He said, "Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no We can't have any women on here Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know, don't you know Truckers are like pirates, my dear" He said not to worry, it was only a joke And he showed us to our room And as I was throwing my pack on the bed A man came in behind you Said, "Hey, little la**ie, are you alone? Do you need some company?" Then he saw me and he turned to leave Sayin' he was sorry We closed our door and we locked it shut And jumped up on our fluffy beds Blankets and pillows were luxury to us We had twenty-four hours of them The captain he knocked and he woke us up He told us it was time to eat There was cake, there were fries, there were all sorts of drinks And then we looked out at the sea The waves, the waves, the waves, they rose Up, up thirty feet Then down, down, down they'd go And our stomachs started to sink The captain, the captain, well he saved our lives He gave us some tiny white pills We went to sleep for the rest of the ride Woke up to the sight of green hills