Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Oh, Jack Hinks Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress down as well As any can

'Cause our love is like a heatwave Our love is a heatwave It’s burning through the evening rain Sets sail out on an ocean wave Like plunging inside of that fire I cannot contain 'Cause our love is like a heatwave, heatwave, heatwave, heatwave Try so hard

But the film is a saddening bore Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man, look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man, wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life

I'm on a quest, a quest for ships Come with me on a quest! Sailing's how I get my kicks I'm on a quest, a quest for boats I'm mad for anything that floats I'm on a quest, to find a craft A barge or bark or dinghy or raft I know a place at the edge of the

No fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowd In her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud She got her own world in the city I seen a girl on a one way corridor Stealing down a wrong way street For all the world like an urban

Oh my god I'm missing you My heart is breaking slowly I've been searching out the window In my world of pallid blue And I keep checking my shadow In an empty room My heart will keep on searching I heard your name sail on the breeze I turned my head to

The moon's a harsh mistress And the moon's a harsh mistress See her how she flies Golden sails across the sky Close enough to touch But careful if you try Though she looks as warm as gold The moon can be so cold Once the sun did shine

Ooh, one of these days Gonna get off of this highway Wake up in Sun Bay With the sunshine on my face Saint Christopher on a silver chain Say a prayer and sail away I wish I was a pirate shipwreck down in Mexico Where the oceans turn to silver and the

How I still hang around here And there's nothing to hold me And be on his way Isn't it hard sometimes Isn't it lonely? A couple of young girls went Sailing down A1A Into the arms of Florida Sailing down a highway

Now there's more to do than watch my sailboat glide But every day can be a magic carpet ride A little bit of courage is all we lack So catch me if you can, I'm goin' back I think I'm goin' back To the things I learned so well in my youth I think I'm