Pull my line up, pull my line
I dive the deepest, I’m King Carp
And you know I really dig your sexy legs
Yeah, I’m the fish with the bad drug problem
I’m the fish with the brand new car
1964 ‘Cuda, I think
‘Cause I am the king of the fish (King Carp, King Carp)
I am the baddest dude (King Carp)
And you know what my fins can do
Yeah, I’m diving just for you
On my way back to land
I have to reach out my hands
To cushion and guard me as I hit the fine, warm sand
And as I play a [?] tune
A fish joins in on bassoon
And sports a stylish hairdo like Vidal Sassoon
‘Cause I am the king of the fish (King Carp, King Carp)
I am the baddest dude (King Carp)
And you know what my fins can do (King Carp)
And I’m diving just for you
Big fat fish floats down to the bottom
Big fat fish floats down to the bottom
Big fat fish floats down to the bottom
(I’m the fish with the bad drug problem)
(I’m the fish with thе brand new car)
Big fat fish floats down to the bottom
(It’s a 1964 ‘Cuda, I think)
‘Cause I am thе king of the fish (King Carp, King Carp)
I am the baddest dude (King Carp)
And you know what my fins can do
And I’m diving just for you
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Didjits Lyrics – King Carp