When he came to my town upon his ship He pillaged and plundered and looted You're mine now he said with a devilish grin Submit or be executed! Yet now that I'm his bride I feel nothing but warmth deep inside I love the pirate king I sit on his lap and sing He calls me his sparrow, his lamb, his pet His rough pirate kisses I'll never forget He hits me, but he don't mean no harm Those slaps are part of his piratish charm Sometimes I say stop it, but deep down I know If I didn't like it, I'd have left long ago I love the pirate king He calls me by name, and it means one thing He's craving my touch warm and deep He takes his pleasure even when I'm asleep If I die at his hand, it won't be a surprise 'Cause my love for the pirate king is true and pure and wise