מילים לשיר Les Poissons Howard Ashman Alan Menken – Various Artists

Les poissons, les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop and to serve little fish
(something French) (???)
First I cut off their heads Then I pull out their bones
Les poissons, les poissons
Hee hee hee, haw haw haw
I pull out what's inside
With a cleaver I hack them in two
And I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishies, don't you? Here's something for tempting the palette
First you pound the fish flat with a malette
Prepared in the classic technique
Then you slash off their skin
Give their belly a slice
'Cause it makes it taste nice Then you rub some salt in
(Zoot
Sacre bleu, what is this?
How on earth could I miss
Quel Domage (??) what a loss
Now I stuff you with bread
Such a sweet little succulent crab
Here we go, in the sauce
Don't worry, 'cause you're dead!
Now some flour I think just a dab
And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot in my big silver pot!
ToutAu revoir.