Damn Nice Fish


I guess you didn't like my boat
You must have thought it didn't float

Well damn, baby, what's a guy have to do
To get downright fishy next to you

I plugged the holes and fixed the floor
I swear, honey, it don't really leak much anymore

So damn, sweet pea, what does a guy got to do
To get right on down and go fishing with you

I even went down and bought a new prop
Some new poles at the flea market
Just because the guy said we could swap

So tell me, my dear, what does it take
'Cause I got to get my bait in the water
so they can aureate

Now I know you're wondering, who the hell is this
I'm the guy that wrote this, sitting here
Not catching a damn fish

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