I pinky promise, cross my heart to the moon and back
There’s a pirate ship parked in my cul-de-sac
And it’s stealing my promise on its way to the moon
It’s been interrupted by swords and harpoons.
I sent them once, they were lost on their way
For the pirates who saw a new treasure
Stole them and hid them away.
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