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 trumpet call

I salute to the champions on the wall

And in the Jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced

And the 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!

Wow didi didi I just had to look

I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook

Eye patch tongue ring little black hook

Welcome fishies to my hook

And the tiny chefs they waved their giant knives

And the dark goumas they flicked dynamite

Still I kept the sight of my desire

And this one thing’s sure I made no apologies

Lights dimmed but she shone my mythology

And I must admit she felt so alive

Wow didi didi I just had to look

I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook

Eye patch tongue ring little black hook

Welcome fishies to my hook

She waves 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 trumpets call’

It’s not exactly love it’s to adore

Wow didi didi I just had to look

I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook

Eye patch tongue ring little black hook

Welcome fishies to my hook