Fish to Fry Songtext
von The Ditty Bops

Hey there, little man
Get out of my frying pan
I got bigger fish to fry than you
Bigger fish to fry than you

It′s high time, you listen to me
I choose my battles carefully
So get out of here, son
Let me show you the door

You'll be in trouble then
If by the time I count to four
One, two, three, four
Bang!

You′ve been messing with my mind
To waste my time is most unkind
I got better things to do
Than to play these pointless games with you


And get down off that horse
Before I knock you off
Put away your big guns
You're acting out of fear

But I'm not scared of you
So on the way out, watch your rear
One, two, three, four

Hey there, little man
Get out of my frying pan
I got bigger fish to fry than you
Bigger fish to fry than you

You′ve been talking off my ears
This is the end, but you′re still here
Out of here son
Let me show you the door

You'll be in trouble then
If by the time I count to four
One, two, three, four
Bang!