[GEORGIA, NIKI, and BAMBI]
In the same boat
On the same sea
Shakin' inside as the tide keeps rising

Nary a ship
Nary a sail
Nary a soul on the whole horizon

Oh, how we long to stand still
Stomachs are in distress
We need a helping hand, still
No one is here who can hear when we S.O.S

Tattered and torn
Weary and worn
Feelin' forlorn that we look untidy
Chewin' our nails
Prayin' that whales
Aren't allowed to eat meat on Fridays

Still, we are not discouraged
Due to the ancient quote
That you're likely to win
Take it all on the chin
When you're in the same boat!