Les Poissons
Alan MenkenVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
Les poissons, les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop and to serve little fish
First I cut off zeir heads
Then I pull out zeir bones
Ah mes oui, savez toujours delice
Les poissons, les poissons
Hee hee hee, haw haw haw
With ze cleaver I hack zem in two
I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishes, don't you?
Here's something for tempting the palette
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet
Then you slash through the skin
Give the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause it makes it taste nice
Zut alors, I have missed one!
Sacre bleu, what is this?
How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet little suculent crab
Quel Domage, what a loss
Here we go, in the sauce
Now some flour I think just a dab
Now I stuff you with bread
It don't hurt 'cause you're dead!
And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot in my big silver pot!
Tootle-loo mon poisson Au revoir!
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Readable chord sheet for Les Poissons by Alan Menken
[G] [F#] [E] [F#] [G] [F#] [D] [F#] [A] [D] Les pois[G]sons, les pois[F#]sons How I [E]love les poi[F#]ssons Love to [G]chop and to [F#]serve little [E]fish First I [A]cut off zeir [Ab]heads Then I [F#]pull out zeir [Ab]bones Ah mes [A]oui, savez [Ab]toujours de[E]lice Les pois[G]sons, les pois[F#]sons Hee hee [E]hee, haw haw [F#]haw With ze [G]cleaver I [F#]hack zem in [E]two I pull [G]out what's in[Ab]side And I [A]serve it up [B]fried God, I l[C]ove little [F#]fishes, don't [G]you? Here's [G]something for [Ab]tempting the [Bb]palette [Eb] Pre[G]pared in the [Ab]classic tech[Bb]nique [Eb] First you [E]pound the fish flat with a [A]mallet Then you [A]slash through the [Bb]skin Give the [B]belly a [C]slice Then you [C#]rub some salt in 'Cause it [B]makes it taste nice Zut alors, I have missed one! Sacre [G]bleu, what is [F#]this? How on [E]earth could I [F#]miss Such a [G]sweet little [F#]suculent [E]crab Quel Do[A]mage, what a [Ab]loss Here we [F#]go, in the [Ab]sauce Now some [A]flour I thi[Ab]nk just a [E]dab Now I [G]stuff you with [F#]bread It don't [E]hurt 'cause you're [F#]dead! And you're [G]certainly [F#]lucky you [E]are 'Cause it's [G]gonna be [Ab]hot in my [A]big silver [B]pot! Tootle-[C]loo mon [F#]poisson Au re[G]voir!