Los Amigos
Los Amigos - Fish lyrics
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You'll never be a fisherman! She Loves Fish. Yeh. Yeh. Yeh She Loves Fish. Yeh. Yeh. Yeh She Loves Fish. Yeh. Yeh. Yeh. Yeah.. Oh my god. It's raining herrings. My umbrella is of little use. And Oh my god. It's raining herrings. I'm never ever, ever coming back to Rome. Fish (Ahhhh) Tastes good with tartare sauce. (bombombombom) Fish (Ahhhh) Or with salt & vinegar. Haddock. Haddocks are cool. Salmon Fishes live in schools. And they're not the only ones Cause teachers live in them too And other fish follow suit And other things probably do. You can't eat fish Can't eat fish Can't eat fish Can't eat fish I'm like a fish. I only swim away. Cause I know where my home is. And I journey there for years. You ain't nothing but a tuna. Swimming all the time. You ain't nothing but a tuna. Swimming all the time. Well you ain't ever been caught But you'll soon be tinned in brine. What if God was just a fish? Just a cod which could be dished? Blooo Bloo bloo bloo bloo Bla bla ble ble ble Yay.