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    That night we dressed and went below. The crew was in tuxedos serving a feast. A band playing furiously behind us grew quiet as the captain made her entrance in a low-cut red gown. “It’s my birthday, boys! Play me a tune!” The band started up again and the captain began to sing. 

 

“I’m just another lounge lizard swimming with the sharks,
Another drink, another night, another man,
Who’s gonna judge me? Who’s gonna be a fan? 
Another tryst, another fling, I’ll walk away with ease, 
My life is mine and only mine, I’ll do as I please,
I’m just another bar fly buzzing in the dark!
I’m just another lounge lizard dancing with the boys, 
The wars I fight are serious,
My loves are mad and delirious,
Life’s doors are never open, always shut,
I’m a temptress with a plan, not a slut,
I’m just another bar fly making too much noise!
So screw up your face and call me a derelict,
I hold my head high, proud to be a heretic,
Turn up your nose and call me a tramp,
I’ll dance, I’ll sway my hips, I’m always the vamp,