Alan Menken - Les Poissons lyrics

Les poissons, les poissons How I love les poissons Love to chop and to serve little fish First I cut off their heads Then I pull out the bones Ah mais oui Ca c'est toujours delish Les poissons, les poissons Hee hee hee, hah hah hah With the cleaver I hack them 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 palate Prepared in the cla**ic technique First you pound the fish flat with a mallet Then you slash through the skin Gives the belly a slice Then you rub some salt in 'Cause that 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 succulent crab? Quel dommage, 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 Toodle loo mon poisson, au revoir