Queequeg's Sister (My Baby 's An Idolator) ft. Island Time Steel Band Lyrics

Call me, Ishmael…

She walks around the streets of New Bedford

In the 19th Century

She's got a handful of shrunken heads, and -

I know she'll never cause harm to me

She's looking like a tattoo blanket

When she's throwing her arms around me

And I know I'll float upon her coffin

Her love will never let me drown

And there is nothing that I would rather do

Than sail off to the southern seas and be Tusitala, too!

I want her, you know that I need her, I've got her,

My Baby 's an Idolator

I want her, you know that I need her, I've got her,

My Baby 's an Idolator

She walks in to the old Spouter Inn

And orders her dinner, Raw Bloody Steaks

And I'm sitting her, lookin' across the room

Oh damn, this woman 's so fine

She's looking like a tattoo blanket

When she's throwing her arms around me

And I know I'll float upon her coffin

Her love will never let me drown

And there is nothing that I would rather do

Than sail off to the southern seas and be Tusitala, too!

I want her, you know that I need her, I've got her,

My Baby 's an Idolator

I want her, you know that I need her, I've got her,

My Baby 's an Idolator