On a monday, I'm fishing
Tuesday, still fishing
And by Wednesday, Still cant get a fish
Then the rod shook, I panicked
The bright sky and the clear view
I thought I've gotten a fish

Damn... distracted by an ass crack
I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts

Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally rest my eyes on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
I changed the bait of bread to prawn, hoping to cook a dish
hoping to get a fish
All the fishes, fishes, please come to me
All the fishes, fishes, please come to me.

I get moody, impatient
I get restless, and pants-less
The sun burns right to my bum
My arm's red, no lotion
I'm angry, proceed with caution
There's this bitch, who bites on her thumb

Damn... the fishes swim so fast
Spent all the money I had, I hope I last


Ohhhh
It seems like I am stressed up on lots of spent dollar bills
I hate the way that feels
Ohhh
I paid an extra changing the bait of bread to prawn for the fish
but they just wont come to me
All the fishes, fishes, please come to me
All the fishes, fishes, please come to me.

How do they know where I'm about to cast my rod
Is it that obvious?
And if its written on my face
I hope the fishes will still come my way... yeah

On a Monday, still waiting
And by Tuesday, I felt luck was falling onto my arms...
AND I CAUGHT A FISH

Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally rest my head on a fish that's real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
The fishes know I spent alot on the bait and that's the deal
I love it when they tell
Ohhhh
I love how they can tell
Ohhhh
I love how they can tell

All the fishes, fishes, please come to me
All the fishes, fishes, please come to me