He say the thing you need to hear and
BANG!
You dead and he move on.
(He Dave the Fish, he Dave the Fish)

He gather money quicker than bread when
SLAM!
You knocked out cold.

They say his name be Dave the Fish
Cause he is vicious like a fish,
Cause he is wicked like a fish,
Cause he is slippery like a fish.
(He Dave the Fish, he Dave the Fish)

Gangsters say he talk like this:
"Moy Dabe de Fitch, Dabe de Fitch!"
His tongue too big, his mouth too small
For Dave the Fish, Dave the Fish,
Dave the Fish in the ghetto.

And you don't mess with Dave the Fish;
He knock your teeth right through your head.
He don't care what nobody say.
He Dave the Fish, a momma's boy.
He Dave the Fish, a gardener.
He Dave the Fish, who take his tea
At four O'clock in an afternoon
With scones and chicken and apple pie,
And nobody say his name but I:
It's Dave the Fish! Dave the Fish!
(Dave the Fish in the ghetto)