The Lonely Island, Michael Bolton - Jack Sparrow lyrics

[The Lonely Island, Michael Bolton - Jack Sparrow lyrics]

Guys, Michael Bolton is here
Oh, great, send him in hey guys!
Hey! Hi! Thanks for coming! Sorry I'm late
I just got caught up watching the Pirates of
The Caribbean marathon have you
Seen those things?
Oh, yeah, yeah, those are those are great
Well, I checked out the track and I loved
It and I wrote you this big
Sexy hook I think you're gonna really dig
Oh wow
That's great you wanna just lay it down?
Boys, lets get to it

Here we go
Uh, Lonely Island, Michael Bolton yeah!
The night starts now together on the track
The boys are back the night starts now

The night starts now, baby, roll with us
Chickies snapping at the neck
When we rolling up (Rolling up)
Club front doors, ain't no holding up (yeah)
Black card at the bar like I gives a fuck
(Come on)

Ladies shifty eyed when we walk into the set
Fuck the fellas looking jealous
Play that back and get wet (yeah, yeah)
Three pound at my waist, shank in my sock
(Oh)
You either get cut, get stuffed, or get shot

This is the tale of Captain Jack Sparrow
A pirate so brave on the seven seas (What?)
A mystical quest to the isle of Tortuga
Raven locks sway on the ocean breeze

Yeah, that was kind of weird
But we're back in the club
Buying up the bar so the
Groupies show us love (Keira Knightley)
Motherfucking iceman, I'm the top gunner
Heater on blast, I'm the number one stunner
(Jack Sparrow)

Watch your girl because I ain't
Your Mr nice Guy more like the "Meet you
Take you home and fuck you twice" guy
(yeah, yeah)
All dressed up with nowhere to run
That's know I make you feel crazy when I
(Now back to the good part)

From the day he was born
He yearned for adventure (no)
Oh, Captain Jack
(yeah) , giving them what-for
He's the pauper of the surf
(uh huh) , the jester of Tortuga
But in Davy Jones' locker
What lies in store?
(yeah, we've seen the movie)

Put your hands in the air and say "Hell yeah
" come on
Captain Jack! What? Johnny Depp! No
From the front to the back
Say "We count stacks, " come on
Davy Jones! Nope! Giant squid! Wrong

Michael Bolton
We're really gonna need you to focus up
Roger that, let me try with another film
(Wait)

Life is a box of chocolates and
My name is Forrest Gump (not better)
Though I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed
I give Jenny all my love (come on)
Okay, then I'm a legal aide
Erin Brockovich is my name (oh, God)
Then you can call me Scarface
Snortin' mountains of cocaine (close enough)

You cockroaches wanna play rough?
Okay, I'm reloaded! Ha ha!

This is the tale of Tony Montana
(this is the tale)
Cubano flame with Miamian guns (take it home)
Got a basehead wife
(yeah) , her womb is polluted (woo)
This whole town's a pussy just
Waiting to get fucked (to get fucked, whoa)

Okay, it turns out Michael Bolton
Is a major cinephile you complete me!
Yeah, yeah okay

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