I was sitting in the shade with my faithful fishing rod I was dreaming half asleep I was thirsty, I was hot It was pulling at my rod Hooked a purple shirt that was hanging on a girl I was pulling through the dirt With a mermaid on the line I kept steady as a rock But I surely didn't mind this piece of sudden luck She took my hook, line and sinker She took my tasty bait She was so fresh that I could drink her But I knew I had to wait I would rub her high and dry with a towel and my shirt I was so happy I could cry when I saw she wasn't hurt So we grilled a fish I caught it was smelling heavenly We drank the wine I brought We were only me and she