A sweet vanilla cola with a hicky-shaped tattoo You're a homicidal maniac and I love you Press your lips against my shoulder Paint and paper s** appeal I am naked to the right of you You're drunk behind the wheel I had a red fish I used to have a red fish Such a beautiful little red fish But I left her in the salty water If we make it to the hill before the conversation dies Will you leave me at the bottom with no money set aside I will make it on my own I guess But I'd much rather follow you To the coast or to the rodeo Those dreams could be mine too, you know I had a red fish I used to have a red fish Such a beautiful little red fish But I left her in the salty water And that little red fish Got caught up in a tidal wave How I wish I rode a tidal wave With my little red fish So leave me Leave me Go on and leave me Leave me Go on and leave me Leave me go on and leave me Go on and on and on and on I will muster up the guts to take myself to Paris, France And wind up on my back before I've even smelled romance I won't ever think of you No, I'll be perfectly complete ‘Cept those nights I'm all alone And sleeping in a cold backseat Chorus