Write a vulgar, amorous, and raunchy bard's song about a character named Carlotta Valentia. Use expletives.

In a tavern where the ale flows like a river wide, There’s a wild tale of Carlotta Valentia, our pride, With lips like ripe cherries and a laugh that ignites, She’ll make even the straightest of men want some bites! (Chorus) Oh, Carlotta, sweet Carlotta, you fiery delight, You’re the hell of a vision that haunts my damn nights, With your wicked little smiles and a glimmering eye, You’ve got me all tangled, like a damn fish on the line! Now, down at the docks where the sailors all brawl, Carlotta’s the queen, she knows how to enthrall, With a wink and a sway, she’s the talk of the town, No one can resist when she’s shakin’ it down! (Chorus) Oh, Carlotta, sweet Carlotta, you fiery delight, You’re the hell of a vision that haunts my damn nights, With your wicked little smiles and a glimmering eye, You’ve got me all tangled, like a damn fish on the line! Her hair, a wild tempest, like a storm in the night, And her laughter’s a melody, pure mischief and fright, With a drink in my hand and my heart in the game, I’m a fool for her charm, I’m the bastard to blame! (Chorus) Oh, Carlotta, sweet Carlotta, you fiery delight, You’re the hell of a vision that haunts my damn nights, With your wicked little smiles and a glimmering eye, You’ve got me all tangled, like a damn fish on the line! On the tables, on the floor, oh, we lose all control, With Carlotta, the temptress, who’s stealing my soul, She’ll dance ‘til the dawn with a spark in her glance, And I’ll follow her lead in this wild, reckless dance! (Chorus) Oh, Carlotta, sweet Carlotta, you fiery delight, You’re the hell of a vision that haunts my damn nights, With your wicked little smiles and a glimmering eye, You’ve got me all tangled, like a damn fish on the line! So raise up your glass to the wildest of souls, To Carlotta Valentia, who makes us all whole, With laughter and lust, she brings joy to the fray, Here’s to the woman who takes breath away! (Chorus) Oh, Carlotta, sweet Carlotta, you fiery delight, You’re the hell of a vision that haunts my damn nights, With your wicked little smiles and a glimmering eye, You’ve got me all tangled, like a damn fish on the line! So remember this tale of our wild, fiery gem, For in every heart’s whisper, we’ll sing her again, Carlotta Valentia, forever our muse, In the taverns and dreams, she’s the one we can’t lose!