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