There was a small sunfish named Ray, He lived way out in the great bay, He fell in love with a blue whale, Named Darlene Abigail, And that's where tuna fish come from, they say.
I go down to the beach to pick up tuna, I work under the light of old Luna, And, although the tuna is rotten and dead, They keep my family fed, But, sometimes I must fight with a raccoona.
It's the day after Christmas and what is my wish, But, to cut open a can of some flaked tuna fish, After a big Christmas dinner, Tuna fish is a winner, Just stick a fork in the can and then swish.