I like to walk I like to walk A sailor had a fight with a sailor And went home drunk Oh, boys, you are plunderers Wallets, wallets, yes, wallets Bad business, golden teeth They used to have all their own And now they are installed Boys are walking, all in jackets They have foot-legs in their hands White shirts, solid starch And a burning life, one deception Oh, boys, you are plunderers Wallets, wallets, yes, wallets Bad business, golden teeth They used to have all their own And now they are installed Glasses, glasses are everywhere And bottles are among them Money is in your pockets, pour it Girls, love me soon Oh, boys, you are plunderers Wallets, wallets, yes, wallets Bad business, golden teeth They used to have all their own And now they are installed Oh, boys, you are plunderers Wallets, wallets, yes, wallets Bad business, golden teeth They used to have all their own And now they are installed