Magdalena's Den of Sin

I’m in a salt and pepper dive called Magdalena’s Den of Sin, Long overdo for dry dock, with my keel hogged out of line. I’ve just enough good cheer to ring a single jingle bell. Outside of that, the climate on the weather deck is fine. I've got my ducks lined up, soon I’ll be shooting them down So that I’m ready when those saints come marching in. I’ll use a few smooth maneuvers to raid the barmaid’s port In this sailor’s house of worship, Magdalena’s Den of Sin.