It's all about the bass.

I really, really hate this song. How can a song about fish be so stupid. And the most stupid part, we all know it's all about the Tuna, not the bass.

I'm bringing fishy back
Go ahead and tell them skinny fishes, hey
No, I'm just swimming, I know you think you're smelt,
But I'm here to tell you,
Every inch of you is perfect from the dorsal to the pelvic

Yeah, my momma she told me don't worry about your size
She says 'fisherman like a little more fin to hold at night'
You know I won't be no sardine, or baby seal,
So, if that's what's you're into
Then go ahead and move along

Because you know I'm all about that bass,
'Bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass

Because you know I'm all about that bass,
'Bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass

Because you know I'm all about that bass,
'Bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass, no trout
I'm all 'bout that bass, 'bout that bass!!
'Bout that bass, 'bout that bass, hey