I’ve got something to say. It’s not easy for me.
But we’ve come to a fork in the road, you and me.
If I tell you my thoughts, I’m afraid you will flee
I’m afraid you will see just how strange I can be.

Now, I hope you don’t mind, I’m attracted to you
And I’d like to explore all the facets of you
But I’m wondering dear, how accepting you’ll be
Of the quirkier, kookier facets of me

Please forgive me if I seem a bit slow to confess
But you should know by now that I like you enough to profess
I’m a pirate

Wait, before you shove off, please just let me explain
Because it isn’t just stupid; I swear it’s not lame
Sure, I like drinking rum. I like playing with swords.
And my jokes about booty are a bit untoward

And yes, I broke your TV watching ninja movies
and I might have been slipping some rum in your tea
I’ve a weakness for grog, and for leather and beards
Still I’m hoping you don’t find my secret too weird

Please forgive me if I seem a bit slow to confess
But you should know by now that I like you enough to profess
I’m a pirate

If you wanna, you can come along for the ride
I might even have a tricorn hat you can try
won’t you tell me that you think it’s all right that I might
be a pirate

I can see you’re confused, I’m not crazy, I swear
I don’t rape, pillage, plunder, wear shells in my hair
No, I’m not Johnny Depp, or Elizabeth Swann
I just like shouting, “yar” with my stripey socks on

Cross my heart, I won’t laugh, if you’re in 501st
play a zombie on Sundays and in Thu’um are versed
You can watch all the Star Trek you want, it’s okay
Spock’s a bit of a pirate at heart some would say

Please forgive me if I seem a bit slow to confess
But you should know by now that I like you enough to profess
Please forgive me if I seem a bit slow to confess
But you should know by now that I like you enough to profess
I’m a pirate