This Ain't Your Mama's Bahamas Cruise

Before you ask your mother what went on
On her cruise to the Bahamas
Just ask us instead
Because your mother will certainly be wrong
This ain't your mama's Bahamas cruise

There's music that makes us want to dance
To be Irish, to take a chance
A cruise for the fucking punks
If you're not fucking nuts about
music then get the fuck out while you can
This ain't your mama's Bahamas cruise

Don't forget to sign up as a marrow donor with Rob
All you have to do is swipe your cheek with a swab
And donations hurt less than tattoos
Real punks care what's outside their tight knit mob
This ain't your mama's Bahamas cruise

Have you looked up everything you can do inside?
It's more than drunken hot tub shows that made us cry
You'll never, ever get bored
It's good it makes a good last supper
because I can't promise you won't die
This ain't your mama's Bahamas cruise

Someone's probably getting lucky
while I sing this but that's all right
There ain't no sea that's ever shone, will ever shine this bright
This ain't your mama's Bahamas cruise



Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Rose Riley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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