My desire should be for a prince
Someone strong and brave
Buttoned up and tight laced
Practical and predictable
But to me, all this is despicable
Who can understand a woman’s heart?
A prince would be the obvious choice
But that’s not the man of my heart’s voice
What does it want?
What does it need?
A pirate, yes, a pirate indeed
One whose unpredictability
Comes alive on the raging sea
He doesn’t fear night or day
Uses the stars to guide our way
Many wish to make him pay
For what he’s done under the sun’s rays
Come what might and come what may
In his arms, I will lay
For he loves all my pain away
I don’t care what you say