To the tune of: Carly Rae Jepsen; ‘Call Me Maybe’
I threw a dish in the sink
Oh no it broke, what will Jillian think?
You looked at me as I yelled
And now the sink’s dirtaay
I wouldn’t trade my soul for that dish
Lets buy new plates from some Amish
Thank god I ate all that crayfish
That we fished from the bay.
Our anchor was holding
Fish lines, waves a blowing
Summer sun, surf was going
Engine died, where are those paddles, baby?
Hey I just caught you
And this is crazy
Hook line and sinker
Bring fish home for dinner, maybe
All the other boats
tried to sink me
But here’s my net of fish
Lets get to shore, but do it safely