“Gimme Fish Head” by The Stingray-diators
Gimme fish head baby
Gimme fish head like you did just last night
Ah, ah, ah!
Even when Khancoban‘s a hundred degrees
There you are smiling at me amongst the trees
You stink in the sun, but are still fun
With no body, you must be dead, are you dead?
But I don’t care, I love you, Big Fish Head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You have a swing beneath the bones of your back
You let me hang there as I gobbled a snack
You whisper sweet things, gimme greetings
You are my bed, you are my bed
But best of all, I love you, Big Fish Head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
So… Ah say you’ll never be crabbay
Be lovely like the nearby Yabbay
’Cause I’ll come back to play another day!
Even when Khancoban’s a hundred degrees
Each time we meet you are so eager to please
You whisper sweet things, ’cos you’re a Big Thing
Let’s go to bed, let’s go to bed!
Because my dear, I love you, Big Fish Head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
You’re a fish head
The Big Fish Head
Suck!
