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

Ah, mais oui, ca c'est

toujours delish



Les poissons, les poissons

Hee-hee-hee, haw-haw-haw

With the cleaver I hack them in two



I pull out what's inside

And I serve it up fried

God, I love little fishes, don't you?



Here's something for tempting the palate

Prepared in the classic technique

First you pound the fish flat

With a mallet



Then you slash through the skin

Give the belly a slice

Then you rub some salt in

'Cause that makes it taste nice



[Zut alors, I have missed one!]



Sacre bleu! What is this?

How on earth could I miss

Such a sweet little suculent 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

It don't hurt 'cause you're dead

And you're certainly lucky you are



'Cause it's gonna be hot

In my big silver pot

Tootle-loo, mon poison, au revoir!