Pretty Fishy Songtext
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Pretty Fishy Songtext
Fish can′t play the guitar no he can't
He can′t play it very well
Fish can't play the piano no
If he doesn't feel too well
He has to start all over
When he plays the wrong note
He kind of gets all flustered
But he′s not too bad though
Took lessons for three years and felt
He wasted his money
Got sent to a mental hospital
And it wasn′t that funny
Neurotic delusions were his
Like a mental rash
It wasn't even his money
Was Aunt Jezebel′s cash
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried off
He liked the institution
He liked being round other fish
Pretty fishes everywhere
Just pretty little fish
But then one day he changed his mind
And thought that they were grim
He started kicking up a fuss
So they electrocuted him
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried off
Fish can't play the guitar no he can′t
He can't play it very well
Fish can′t play the piano no
If he doesn't feel too well
He has to start all over
When he plays the wrong note
He kind of gets all flustered
But he's not too bad though
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried off
He can′t play it very well
Fish can't play the piano no
If he doesn't feel too well
He has to start all over
When he plays the wrong note
He kind of gets all flustered
But he′s not too bad though
Took lessons for three years and felt
He wasted his money
Got sent to a mental hospital
And it wasn′t that funny
Neurotic delusions were his
Like a mental rash
It wasn't even his money
Was Aunt Jezebel′s cash
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried off
He liked the institution
He liked being round other fish
Pretty fishes everywhere
Just pretty little fish
But then one day he changed his mind
And thought that they were grim
He started kicking up a fuss
So they electrocuted him
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried off
Fish can't play the guitar no he can′t
He can't play it very well
Fish can′t play the piano no
If he doesn't feel too well
He has to start all over
When he plays the wrong note
He kind of gets all flustered
But he's not too bad though
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
He was told when he was little
That he was a pretty fishy
All a pretty fishy could wish for
Is to get fried up in a pan
And get, his lazy fins, fried off
Writer(s): Paul Kerton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com