Lyrics:

Seven starving sailors sold their summer homes in Saginaw to search for something better in Rangoon (in Rangoon)**lf**Down where Salty Sam from Turkistan had organized a marching band of Mau Maus in the Crazy Horse Saloon.**lf**They harmonized together singing verses of the netherworld of darkness in an unfamiliar tune**lf**And before the night was over they was a-floatin'' down the river with their belly buttons winkin'' at the moon.**lf****lf**Chorus:**lf**Oh, isn''t it the same the whole world over? People seem to go from bad to worse.**lf**Whether you''re a fighter or a lover, Gypsy Rose and I don''t give a curse.**lf****lf**Seven sorry sisters from the Sun Canal sorority went strolling on a summer afternoon**lf**Down where little Ricky Vanderpool would work his way through Sunday school playing his electricfied kazoo**lf**They''d hide their best to back it, not intending to distract it, singing seven kinds of sorry out of tune,**lf**And before the night was over they was a-floatin'' down the river with their belly buttons winkin'' at the moon.**lf****lf**(Chorus, twice)