Chests O' Plenty - Lyrics - Captain Dan And The Scurvy Crew

(Cap D) I like *** a plenty, not chests who's empty Itty bitty *** leaves me bored with wenchies Got my eye on them prizes who come in large sizes Deep valley, on the side two mountains arises Double D's I can squeeze or motorboat as I please *** on the seas be a sight unseen X marks the spot where the cleavage is hot Let me dig with my nose, see what treasures ya got So ra-ra for ma-mas your flowers in bloom I'm ga-ga for ta-tas, make me act a buffoon Bustieres raise them babes from the waste to the face Never look in their eyes, to busy lookin' at lace I wanna tickle yer ***, let's see 'em post haste Even if ye got a husband that be makin' a chase All I'm askin' is that ye just give me a taste I'm gonna dig in yer hole then leave 'em covered in paste Say "Yar!" out there mateys if ya love big *** YAR! YAR! YAR! YAR!!! Say "Yar!" out there mateys if ye love big chests YAR! YAR! YAR! YAR!!! Say "Yar!" out there wenchies if ye got big *** Ye be blessed, yer the best Let me caress them o' so gently Ya got chests o'plenty (Sea Dawg) Your endowment is the largest that I've ever faced If ya bounce like that then you'll break your waist Gonna twist em slow like I'm crackin' a safe Makin' 'em chafe, they take up so much space Let em encase my face, the best traits in mates Girl needs me behind her as a counter weight Lure me in like fish to bait, they're so damn great If she hangs upside down then she might suffocate Hot damn! Thank ya ma'am This is more then I can fit in mouth, hook, and hand I demand the best *** of the land To pass my exam, see what they'll withstand You've got to see these things first hand Round and tan, Bam-bam! Two goals of man The perfect brand with the perfect span My favorite gland, consider me a fan Say "Yar!" out there wenchies if ye got big *** Ye be blessed, yer the best Let me caress them o' so gently Ya got chests o'plenty Say "Yar!" out there mateys if ya love big *** YAR! YAR! YAR! YAR!!! Say "Yar!" out there mateys if ye love big chests YAR! YAR! YAR! YAR!!! (Scott Free) There's no telling what this felon'll do for some melons They get my pants swelling like an over crowed dwelling I'm yelling "Come here *** and let me play with those fun bags! Its' okay if just one sags, display us your rum rack." A bum rap is why I'm never getting any, I'm always after chest o plenty How does the captain get so many breast? Uncanny Need an over the shoulder boulder holder, then I showed her How this bolder soldier's colder once I bestode her with the load I owed her You know I told her how she's got some tig ol' bitties Whip em out girl and just go on and hit me With those big guns, I'm know to make the chicks *** I lay around and sip rum after I get some It's hard to tell which one when you're hanging with the twins When I got in hand my hands I get a devilish grin I settle for gin once the rum is depleted, I stay weeded in-deeded You ain't Double Dee'ded *** SO JUST GO ON AND BEAT IT Say "Yar!" out there mateys if ya love big *** YAR! YAR! YAR! YAR!!! Say "Yar!" out there mateys if ye love big chests YAR! YAR! YAR! YAR!!! Say "Yar!" out there wenchies if ye got big *** Ye be blessed, yer the best Let me caress them o' so gently Ya got chests o'plenty