I want some seafood mama
An I don't mean no turnip greens
I want some seafood mama
An I don't mean no turnip greens
I want some fish, ooh-well-well
An' you know just what I mean
I want fish, fish mama
I wants it all the time
I wants fish, fish mama
I wants good fish all the time
The people calls it seafood, ooh-well-well
All up an' down the line
If you love your seafood
You is a good friend of mine
If you love your seafood
You is a good friend of mine
If you don't love good fish, ooh-well-well
You better get on some kinda time
I want some seafood, mama
Because I am a seafood man
I want some seafood, mama
Because I am the seafood man
When I can't get my seafood
I goes to raisin' sand
So bye-bye, people
I hope this July will find you well
Hm-mm, bye-bye people
I hope this July will find you well
Because the seafood I'm talkin' about
Ooh-well now, I swear it is a-burnin' hell
