Sailor, sailor, on your ship,

You've just come into port.

You must be tired from weeks at sea

And ready for some sport.

Now I am always glad to help

Our boys in navy blue.

Bikini-clad, I don't look bad,

And this is what I'll do.

Throw me the hat from off your head,

And don't expect a trifle;

For I'll take off my top for you

And you will get an eyeful.

I'll take my top off just for you

And you will get an eyeful!

Trucker, trucker, in your rig,

Your road is hard and long.

For friend you have a radio

And wailing country song.

Now I am always glad to help

Our warriors of the road.

So here am I, driving by,

I know the truckers' code.

Give me a wave and honk your horn,

And don't expect a trifle;

For I'll pull up my skirt for you

And you will get an eyeful.

I'll pull my skirt up just for you

And you will get an eyeful!