I`ll tell you why I can`t find you
Every time I go out to your place...
You gone fishin` (well how you know)
Well there`s a sign upon your door (uh-huh)
Gone fishin` (I`m real gone man)
You ain`t workin` anymore (could be)
There`s your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half done
You claim that hoein` ain`t no fun (well I can prove it)
You ain`t got no ambition
Gone fishin` by a shady wady pool (Shangrila, really la)
I`m wishin` I could be that kind of fool (should I twist your arm?)
I`d say no more work for mine (welcome to the club)
On my door I`d hang a sign
Gone fishin` instead of just a-wishin`
Papa Bing (yeah Louis)
I stopped by your place a time or two lately
And you aren`t home either
Well, I`m a busy man Louis. I got a lotta deals cookin`
I was probably tied up at the studio
You weren`t tied up you dog
You was just plain old...
Gone fishin` (bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah)
There`s a sign upon your door (Pops, don`t blab it around, will you?)
Gone fishin` (keep it shady, I got me a big one staked out)
Mmm, you ain`t workin` anymore (I don`t have to work, I got me a piece of Gary)
Cows need milkin` in the barn (I have the twins on that detail, they each take a side)
But you just don`t give a darn (give `em four bits a cow and hand lotion)
You just never seem to learn (man, you taught me)
You ain`t got no ambition (you`re convincin` me)
Gone fishin` (bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do)
Got your hound dog by your side (that`s old Cindy-Lou goin` with me)
Gone fishin` (mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm)
Fleas are bitin` at his hide (get away from me boy, you bother me)
Mmm, folks won`t find us now because
Mister Satch and Mister Cros
We gone fishin` instead of just a-wishin`
Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo-bay
Oh yeah!