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Twelve Cans of Tuna Fish Rag
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By Mistake
- Excuse me, I’ve eaten your steak by mistake.
- No problem, it’s not a big deal, Mr. Blake.
- I’m sorry, I’ve eaten your cake by mistake.
- You should be more careful next time, Mr. Blake.
And now, Mr. Blake, you are drinking my shake!
- Oh really? Pardon, another mistake.
By Mistake
- Excuse me, I’ve eaten your steak by mistake.
- No problem, it’s not a big deal, Mr. Blake.
- I’m sorry, I’ve eaten your cake by mistake.
- You should be more careful next time, Mr. Blake.
And now, Mr. Blake, you are drinking my shake!
- Oh really? Pardon, another mistake.
By Mistake
- Excuse me, I’ve eaten your steak by mistake.
- No problem, it’s not a big deal, Mr. Blake.
- I’m sorry, I’ve eaten your cake by mistake.
- You should be more careful next time, Mr. Blake.
And now, Mr. Blake, you are drinking my shake!
- Oh really? Pardon, another mistake.
By Mistake
- Excuse me, I’ve eaten your steak by mistake.
- No problem, it’s not a big deal, Mr. Blake.
- I’m sorry, I’ve eaten your cake by mistake.
- You should be more careful next time, Mr. Blake.
And now, Mr. Blake, you are drinking my shake!
- Oh really? Pardon, another mistake.
By Mistake
- Excuse me, I’ve eaten your steak by mistake.
- No problem, it’s not a big deal, Mr. Blake.
- I’m sorry, I’ve eaten your cake by mistake.
- You should be more careful next time, Mr. Blake.
And now, Mr. Blake, you are drinking my shake!
- Oh really? Pardon, another mistake.
On a Diet
First, she gave up smoking,
Then she gave up gin,
Then she gave up chocolate cake,
She wanted to be thin.
Then she gave up breakfast,
Then she gave up lunch,
On lazy Sunday mornings
She even gave up brunch.
No matter what she gave up,
Her skirts were very tight,
Because she ate twelve cans of tuna-fish
For dinner every night.
On a Diet
First, she gave up smoking,
Then she gave up gin,
Then she gave up chocolate cake,
She wanted to be thin.
Then she gave up breakfast,
Then she gave up lunch,
On lazy Sunday mornings
She even gave up brunch.
No matter what she gave up,
Her skirts were very tight,
Because she ate twelve cans of tuna-fish
For dinner every night.
On a Diet
First, she gave up smoking,
Then she gave up gin,
Then she gave up chocolate cake,
She wanted to be thin.
Then she gave up breakfast,
Then she gave up lunch,
On lazy Sunday mornings
She even gave up brunch.
No matter what she gave up,
Her skirts were very tight,
Because she ate twelve cans of tuna-fish
For dinner every night.
Twelve Cans of Tuna Fish Rag
- Twelve cans. Twelve cans. Twelve cans of tuna fish, twelve cans.
- How many cans?
- Twelve, twelve.
- Did you say twelve?
- Yes, I said twelve.
- Twelve cans of what?
- Twelve cans of fish.
- Twelve cans of fish?
- Yes, fish. Yes, fish.
- What kind of fish?
- Tuna, tuna.
- Twelve cans of tuna fish?
- Yes, twelve cans.
- Oh, my goodness! No wonder, she’s fat. How often does she eat those twelve cans of tuna? How often does she eat those twelve big cans?
- Every night, every night. She eats twelve cans of tuna fish every night.
- You are kidding! Oh, my goodness! No wonder, she’s fat. That’s a lot of tuna.
- It sure is.
- That’s a lot of tuna.
- It sure is.
- That’s too much tuna, if you ask me.
- It sure is. It sure is.
- Twelve cans of tuna is a lot of fish, if you ask me, if you ask me.
- It sure is, it sure is.