Spirit Of The West - Ship Named Frank lyrics

they say it's no big deal girls he's just one 's' shy of a she, sure hey it's only words they why is it he instead of her always you're moaning kick start that broken down brain in your head get smart why believe every word that you've read get straight the feminine figures in fact amen, hey men she's oh so welcome to flock in the name but it's his rib, her blame she found the answer but the question remains, why is it his bush in flames? til her master's voice is a personal choice the good book could be better i'd like to sail on a ship named Frank til the good lord's setting sun sank i'd vote labour from my birth while man is overboard and woman paid under her worth kick start that broken down brain in your head get smart why believe every word that you've read get straight the feminine figures in fact amen, hey men she's oh so welcome to flock in the name but it's his rib, her blame she found the answer but the question remains, why is it his bush in flames? til her master's voice is a personal choice the good book could be better