Текст: No Doubt. Sinking.

You're on a wide open ocean
No one around you for miles
Your thinkin' of drinkin' on water
While you're sailing the Nile

No one to stop you on your way
Flyin' by goes the stork
You decide to bring your oars in now
But accidently knock out the cork

Row your boat to shore
'Cause it is leaking and you're still drinking
Unless you cork the hole
You won't be sailing, you'll be sinking

Not knowin' your sinkin'
You take out a bottle of rum
Swiggin' a drink to the bottom
The label reads 'Van Monchinghum'

Oars back into the water
You think you'll sail on
But you can't 'cause your boat contains
Three and a half gallons

(Repeat Chorus)

Row, row, row your boat
Sail your ship to shore
You're barely, barely, barely keeping afloat
I hope that you won't drink no more