Frank Sinatra. Swinging on a star (№ 384357)

A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook
He can't write his name or read a book
And to fool the people is his only thought
And though he's slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish.


The fish does nothing, only floating in the stream,
She can't write his name or read a book.
However, it really fooled people,
But still it caught, even though it is slippery.
But if this life is for you welcome
You can grow in that's a fish!