| Lyrics: | Les poissons, les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop and to serve little
fish
First I cut off their heads
Then I pull out their bones
(something French)
(???)
Les poissons, les poissons
Hee hee hee, haw haw haw
With a cleaver I hack
them in two
I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried
God, I love little
fishies, don't you?
Here's something for tempting the palette
Prepared in the
classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a malette
Then you slash off their
skin
Give their belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause it makes it taste
nice
(Zoot-alloo, I have missed one!)
Sacre bleu, what is this?
How on
earth could I miss
Such a sweet little succulent crab
Quel Domage (??) what a
loss
Here we go, in the sauce
Now some flour I think just a dab
Now I stuff you with
bread
Don't worry, 'cause you're dead!
And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's
gonna be hot in my big silver pot!
Tout-aloo (??) mon poisson
Au revoir |
