Written by Kathy O'Hara and Diana Laffey, learned from their "For Hysterical Porpoises" album, and the only song my wife will agree to sing with me (so far). Recorded with my son Arthur in his yurt.
Lyrics
I was a cook, she was a waitress, down at Salty Sam's Seafood Cafe
And somewhere between the clam juice and the seaweed salad
That little shrimp lured her away...
Walleye lobster, and never flounder
He wrapped his line around her and they drove off in his carp
Walleye lobster, and never flounder
I octopus his face in he'll only break her heart.
Well just squid and leave me for that piano tuna
Didn't you wanna trout something new
She was the bass I ever had now my life has no porpoise
Oh my Cod I love her, yes I do...
[chorus]
Well I swordfish she'd come back to me, I'd shore a whale of a time
Oh you know, she'd probably pull that old routine, not tonight dear, I have a haddock
You're probably right, but you know I kelp a picture of her in my walleye just for the halibut
I wonder if she still has mine in her perch.
Did you say perch?
Yes I did
That's good. For a moment I thought I was losing my herring.
We bass stop this seahorsing around before these people go into a state of shark
If we get out of here alive, it'll be a mackeral.
Frankly scallop, I don't give a clam
[chorus]