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, ooo-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, woo-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, woo-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 Ooo-well now, I swear it is a-burnin' hell.