歌词
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 bounded duty to tell you that your procedings here will not be unwitnessed
But who are you, sir speak!
I am a pirate!
A pirate horror!
Ladies do not shun me. This evening I renounce my vile profession, and to that end, o pure and peerless maidens, ph blushing buds of ever blooming beauty, I sore at heart, I sore at heart, implore your kind assistance
How pitiful his tale!
How rare his beauty!
How pitiful his tale
How rare his beauty