Now if you’ve ever been down to New Orleans
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Then you can understand just what I mean
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All thru the week it’s quiet as a mouse
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But on Saturday night they go from house to house
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You don’t have to pay the usual admission
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If you’re a cook, a waiter or a good musician
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So if you happen to be just passin' by
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Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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Now my buddy and me was on the main stem
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Foolin' around just me and him
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We decided we could use a little something to eat
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So we went to a house on Rampart Street
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We knocked on the door and it opened up with ease
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And a lush little Miss said, «Come in, please»
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And before we could even bat an eye
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We were right in the middle of a big fish fry
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
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And Sam was jivin' Jimmie’s wife
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Over in the corner was a beat up grand
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Being played by a big fat piano man
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Some of the chicks wore expensive frocks
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Some of them had on bobbie socks
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But everybody was nice and high
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At this particular Saturday Night Fish Fry
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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Now the women were screamin' and jumpin' and yellin'
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The bottles was flyin', and the fish was smellin'
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And way above all the noise we made
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Somebody hollered, «You better get outta here, this is a raid!»
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I didn’t know we was breaking the law but
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Somebody reached over and hit me on the jaw
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Now they had us blocked off from front to back
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And they was puttin' 'em in the wagon like potatoes in a sack
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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I knew I could get away if I had a chance
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But I was shakin' like I had the St. Vitus dance
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So I tried to crawl in under a bath tab
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When a policeman said, «Where are you goin' there, bub?»
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Now they got us out of there like a house on fire
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And put us all in the black Maria
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Now they might have missed a pitiful few
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But they got both me and my buddy too
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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Well we headed for jail in a dazed condition
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They booked each one of us on suspicion
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Now my chick came down and paid my bail
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And finally got me outta that rotten jail
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Now if you ever want to get a fist in your eye
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Just mention a Saturday Night Fish Fry
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I don’t care how many fish in the sea
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But don’t ever mention a fish to me
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn
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It was rockin', it was rockin'
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You never seen such scufflin'
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And shufflin' 'till the break of dawn |