He has long black curls and a dangerous charm
This gentleman of the sea
He wears a feathered hat and smokes two cigars
This Wendy-Bird is intrigued
He's not a pirate to me
It's been far too long he's been stuck at that dock
Staring out at the sea
He drinks an English tea as his boat slowly rocks
Then saunters off to read Keats
He's not a pirate to me
He can't let go
He can't sail away
He'll never land
Never never land
He's got to keep his feet on the ground
And Peter Pan'll never see
That if there's no Captain Hook to hunt the children down
There'd be complete anarchy
So he's not a pirate to me
He can't let go
He can't fly away
He'll never land
Never never land
He can't let go
He can't fly away
He'll never land
Never never land
He's not a pirate to me