Louie, Louie

Louie, Louie, 
me gotta go.                 
Louie, Louie, 
me gotta go.  

A fine little girl, she wait for me;  
me catch a ship across the sea.        
I sailed the ship all alone;             
I never think I'll make it home 

Three nights and days we sailed the sea;
me think of girl constantly.             
On the ship, I dream she there;          
I smell the rose in her hair.       

Me see Jamaica moon above; 
It won't be long me see me love.       
Me take her in my arms and then          
I tell her I never leave again.     

A fine little bitch, she waits for me; 
she gets her kicks on top of me. 
Each night I take her out all alone; 
she ain't the kind I lay at home

Each night at ten, I lay her again; 
I fuck my girl all kinds of ways. 
And on that chair, I lay her there; 
I felt my boner in her hair.

If she's got a rag on, I'll move above; 
It won't be long, she'll slip it off. 
I'll take her in my arms again; 
tell her I'd rather lay her again.