Sandra Boynton - The Crabby Song lyrics

Sailors love to sail the seas In weather bad or fair. They love to feel The ocean breeze And sniff the salty air. They love to Laugh They love to Work They love to Eat Good food!! {this is you captin speaking, Cut out that singing, Get back to work} They love to sing you This fine song When you're in A terrible mood: Hay, what a crab and a Ho, what a crab! Hay, what a crab and a Ho, what a crab! HEY! what a HEY! what a HEY! what a CRAB!! Heigh-ho crabby cabby, ho ho, crab! {stop that blasted music! This deck better be swabbed buy eight Bells or no supper for anyone! I'll be in my quarters!} Hay, what a crab and a Ho, what a crab! Hay, what a crab and a Ho, what a crab! HEY! what a HEY! what a HEY! what a CRAB!! Heigh-ho crabby cabby, ho ho, crab! Hay, what a crab and a Ho, what a crab! Hay, what a crab and a Ho, what a crab! HEY! what a HEY! what a HEY! what a {hey what a what!?} Uh, SWAB! swab swab swab swab, Swab Swab Swab Swab! Swab meharty swab, It's a ma**ive deck But what the heck It's part of a sailors job. So grab your mop And grab you pail And do what you must do, Yes grab your pail And grab you mop And scrub it until you're through {that's better}