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A deep chuckle left him when he heard Sasha singing the first lyrics to a song he knew all too well. He looked outside again and sighed. [color=lightblue]"I don't know what I did to gain happiness once more...but I'm not going to complain."[/color] he ran a hand through his hair and listened to Sasha him for a bit longer before opening the door. He tilted his head and began singing the rest of the tune. His voice making it sound more beautiful then what is expected of a pirate tune. 
[color=lightblue]I was tied down below on an old ship of the line.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Oh colony made, from the Dutch slave trade,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Volouptous and great be her rack of grenades.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Not a single fleck, on her smooth curved neck,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
I had her released to the cannon deck.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Oh, without compare, was our love affair,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
All learned to beware of me deadly stare.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea

Oh her cold round lips, they would hiss and spit,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Unmatched be the weight of her iron hips.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

And me deadly bite, It struck terror and fright
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
He snuck from 'is watch to me bed at night
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Then our ship ran aground, we for shipwreck were bound.
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
I clasped round his waist as the keel spun around.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

With me old fine luck, oh me belt got stuck,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
As we fell over board, down the deep we were sucked.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Now so dark be the scene, in this deep sea ravine
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Oh, be it the locker or fidd(e)lers green.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Aye here we be, on the bottom of the sea,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Together with each other for eternity.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Aye here we be, on the bottom of the sea,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Together with each other for eternity.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, oh,
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
In the cold and billowing sea.[/color]

He leaned in the doorway as he continued. Once the song was finished he chuckled. [color=lightblue]"That one was one of my favorites."[/color] he went inside his room and came back out with the necklaces. [color=lightblue]"Which would you prefer"[/color] he spoke as he walked forward and gently held them out for her to pick.