I'm sitting here staring
I'm noticing things that
I wish I'd never seen before

I'm picking at dinner
I think it's a herring
There's something I just can't ignore

You know this fish looks like your mother
Even when its mouth is closed
This fish looks like your brother
Even got the same big nose

Got the same big nose
Got the same big nose

I look at my in-laws
I'm thanking my stars that
Your apple fell far from that tree

I wonder if Grandmaw
Was ever serviced
By spawning salmon on a spree, in threes

You know this fish looks like your mother
Though it isn't half as grim
This fish looks like your brother
Though it's handsomer than him

Maybe it ain't true
Maybe they're not kin to you
This fish looks like your mother
Even though it has a chin

(Oh even though, even though it has a chin)
(Oh even though, even though it has a chin)

You know this fish looks like your mother
Even though she doesn't swim
This fish looks like your brother
Even has his goofy grin

Maybe they found you
Maybe they adopted you
Don't take after your mother
Turning fishy in the end
Turning fishy in the end