My Body Lies Over The Ocean

My body lies over the ocean,
My head's hanging over the rail.
I really hate to pollute the ocean,
Will someone please bring me a pail?

CHORUS:
Come up, come up,
Come up my sweet supper,
Come up! Come up!
Come up, come up,
Come up my sweet supper,
Come up!

(in cheerleader style)
Oop! Slop! Bring a mop!
By Jason, bring a basin!
V-O-M-I-T
V-O-M-I-T
Vo-MIT!