Jack Sparrow Lyrics by The Lonely Island Ft. Michael Bolton
Here we go.
Lonely Island.
Michael Bolton.
The night starts now.
Together on the track.
The boys are back.
The night starts now.
Night starts now, baby roll with us. Check us snappin’ at the neck when we rollin’ up.
Cold flat doors ain’t no holdin’ up. Black car hit the bar like I gives a f***.
Looking so fly when we walk into the set. F*** the fellas looking jealous, play the pocket, get wet.
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Michael Bolton:
This is the tale of Captain Jack Sparrow. Pirates so brave, on the seven seas. A mystical quest to the Isle of Tortuga. ————-
Andy Samberg:
Yeah, that was kinda weird but we back in the club. Buying up the bar so the groupies show us up.
Motherf***in’ iceman, I’m the top gunner. Heat our own blast, I’m the number one stunner.
Watch it girl, cause I ain’t your Mr. nice guy. More like the meet ya, take ya home and f*** ya twice guy.
All dressed up with nowhere to run. I know I’ll make ya go crazy with my gun?
Michael Bolton:
Now back to the good part,
The way he was born, he yearned for adventure. Ol’ Captain Jack, ———-.
He’s the corper of the surf, the jester of Tortuga. From Davy Jones’ locker, what lies in store?
Andy:
Hands in the air and say hell yeah, C’mon.
Michael:
Captain Jack, Johnny Depp.
Akiva:
From the front to the back, say we count stacks.
Michael:
Davy Jones, giant squid.
Andy:
Michael Bolton, we’re really gonna need you to focus up.
Michael:
Roger that, lemme try with another film.
Life is a box of chocolates. My name is Forrest Gump. Though I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, I give Jenny all my love. Ok, then i’m a legal aid, ——- is my name. And you can call me Scarface. Smoking mountains of cocaine. You cockroaches wanna play rough?
OKAY! I’m reloaded
This is the tale, of Tony Montana. ————–.
———–, her room is polluted? This whole town’s a p****, just waiting to get f***ed.
