Les Poissons

Nouvelle cuisine
Les Champs-Élysées, Maurice Chevalier

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 their bones.
Ah mais oui, ça c'est toujours délice.

Les poissons, les poissons
Hee-hee-hee, hon-hon-hon
With a 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 classic technique.
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet.

Then you slash off their skin.
Give their belly a slice.
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste nice.

[Zut alors! I have missed one!]

Sacrebleu! 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
Tootle-loo, mon poisson, au revoir!

Ah, ze crab!

I'll give you a demonstration,
of my special preparation!

First you nap ze crab!
Zen you grab ze crab!
Zen you stab ze crab!

Petit Fish
Petit Fish
Petit Fish

Set zem out on a dish,
Rip zair skin with a knife,
chop zair huh?

C'est si bon!
Zis is nice!
In ze sauce wiz ze spice!