Way down in the bayou, stuck in the mud.
Theres a little critter that the Cajun people love.
She got two big claws and eight tiny feet,
And a tail full o meat, thats good to eat.
Crawfish, I got em if you want em.
Crawfish, eat em while theyre hot.
Crawfish, gonna pour some pepper on em.
Crawfish, I like it like that.
You boil em down til they nice and red,
You squeeze the tail and you suck the head.
Where the Crawfish come from nobody knows.
But the Cajuns tell a story bout a long time ago.
When the old people had to leave lÀcadie
They say the little red lobster followed them down here.
You can take my money and my big black Cadillac.
Roll my jelly and dont look back,
But dont do that, Im gonna call the police.
You better not touch my red crawfish.