I'll tell you why I can't find you
Every time I go out to your place
You gone fishin' well how you know)
There's a sign upon your door uh huh)
Gone fishin' I'm real gone man)
You ain't workin' anymore could be)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half done
You claim that hoein' ain't no fun well I can prove it)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool shangrila really la)
I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool should I twist your arm)
I'd say no more work for mine welcome to the club)
On my door hang a I'd sign
Gone fishin' instead of just a wishin'
Papa bing I stopped by your place a time or two lately
And you aren't home either
Well I'm a busy man louis
I got a lotta deals cookin'
I was probably tied up at the studio
You weren't tied up you dog
You was just plain old gone fishin'
There's a sign upon your door
Gone fishin' I got me a big one staked out
You ain't workin' anymore
I don't have to work I got me a piece of gary)
Cows need milkin' in the barn
I have the twins on that detail they each take a side)
But you just don't give a darn
give 'em four bits a cow and hand lotion)
You just never seem to learn man you taught me)
Mmm You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin'
Got your hound dog by your side
Gone fishin'
mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm)
Fleas are bitin' at his hide
Folks won't find us now because
Mister satch and mister cros
We gone fishin' instead of just a wishin'
Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo-bay
Oh yeah