You can't be too sure.
Sail away on a crystal ship in a bottle
Gonna say goodbye to all my friends on shore
Maybe she's giving me a second chance
You can't be too sure
Like a bottle of fur
missing the smell of her
bottle of fur
missing the smell of her
Bottle of Fur
Bottle of Fur yeah
If I was a king and you'd dance for me like a genie
then you'd get back in your lamp leaving me here with the gold
Ooh bread of wickedness both sides buttered with war
But your load ship brin...