Lyrics The Ditty Bops

The Ditty Bops

Fish To Fry

Hey there little man

Get out of my fryin' pan

I got bigger fish to fry than you

It's high time you listen to me

I choose my battles carefully

So get out of here son

Let me show you the door

You'll be in trouble then

If by the time I count to four

One two three four

You been messin' with my mind

To waste my time is most unkind

I got better things to do

Than to play these pointless games with you

Get down off that horse

Before I knock you off

Put away your big guns

You're acting out of fear

But I'm not scared of you

On the way out watch your rear

One two three four

Hey there little man

Get out of my fryin' pan

I got bigger fish to fry than you

You been talkin' off my ear

This is the end but you're still here

Out of here son

Let me show you the door

You'll be in trouble then

If by the time I count to four

One two three four