Fishies (Live at the Paradiso)

Good evening Amsterdam
We're the Cat Empire for real
We welcome you to our ten year anniversary
It's good to be back

While I left the house left the room with the foxy on my back
And my supplies in a magic pack
I followed the sound of music, not up a hil
But down to an old wharf shack

Inside I heard the trumpets call
I salute to the champions on the wall
In the jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced

Ohh and the night she looked so fine to me
Why I am a man on an Odyssey
So tie me to the mast I must believe!

Wow didi didi I just had to look
I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook
A wow patch tongue ring little black book
Welcome fishies to my hook

And the tiny chefs they waved their giant knives
And the dark goumas they flicked dynamite
Still I kept the sight of my desire

And this one thing's sure I made no apologies
Lights dimmed but she shone like mythology
And I must admit she felt so alive

Wow didi didi I just had to look
A wow didi didi how those hips they shook
A wow patch tongue ring little black book
Welcome fishies to my hook

She waves for everybody down on the floor
As if to pray to the gods of the festival
And there we were in the depths of the wild below

Her face so close I could taste the distant shores
She whispered 'wait for the trumpet's call
It's not exactly love it's to adore

Wow didi didi I just had to look
I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook
A wow patch tongue ring little black book, ohh what is we sing
Welcome fishies to my hook