Waitin' for my cue
Any second now
Okay
Now I've gotta start singing
I don't know what to sing about
So I'll just make up some stuff
About a trout
Name was Steve and he lived in the big, big ocean
(His name is Steve)
Steve
Swimming in the ocean
(Swimming deep in that shit)
In the great blue
(Steve)
Like me and you
But he's a fish
He doesn't know how to talk
Or walk
Or even sing
(He can't speak English)
But neither can
Mexicans
But we don't hold that against them
Man
(Or do we?)
Gettin deep
Chili
That totally rhymed
Didn't make sense
But it rhymed
If I had to pay
For my rhymes
I wouldn't owe
A single dime
Because my rhymes
They're really bad
But you know what
Is pretty rad?
Steve
Afish named Steve
Steve
Steve, he's my friend
I'll be his friend til the very end
He is blue, and pretty cool
I wish he, swam in my school
Get it? because fish
Swim in schools
But not in pools
The chlorine would kill them
And that would be sad
Not very rad
Doot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah