Fishies

I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back

And my supplies in a magic pack

And I followed the sound of music

Not up a hill, but down to an old wharf shack

Inside I heard the trumpets call

I salute to the champions on the wall

And in the jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls

She danced

Oh and that night, she looked so fine to me

Oh, I am a man on an odyssey

And so, tie me to the mast, I must believe

Oh, wow, di-di-di-di, I just had to look

I said, oh, wow, di-di-di-di, how those hips, they shook

They're singing, eye patch, tongue ring, little black book

I welcome fishies to my hook

And they tiny chefs, they waved their giant knives

And the dark goumas, they flick dynamite

And still, I kept the sight of my desire

Well, there's one thing sure, I don't make no apologies

The lights dim but she shone like mythology

I must admit, she felt so alive

Oh, wow, di-di-di-di, I just had to look

I said, oh, wow, di-di-di-di, how those hips, they shook

They're singing, eye patch, tongue ring, little black book

I welcome fishies to my hook

She waits for everybody down on the floor

As if to pray to the gods of the festival

And there we were, in the depths of the wild below

Her face so close, I could taste the distant shores

She whispered, wait for the trumpet's calls

Not exactly love, it's to adore

Oh, wow, di-di-di-di, I just had to look

They're singing, oh, wow, di-di-di-di, how those hips, they shook

They're singing, eye patch, tongue ring, little black book

Oh, oh

I welcome fishies to my hook