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