Lyrics:

All he wants to do is fish
All he wants to do is fish
Don't have a home
Don't have a name
He don't know fortune
And he don't know fame
All he wants to do is fish
All he wants to do is fish
Don't want a job
A job may ruin his life
He only wants a woman
Who can be his fishin' wife
All he wants to do is fish
All he wants to do is fish
For some it takes a lot
To make their life whole
But all he needs is water and
His fishing pole
All he wants to do is fish
All he wants to do is fish
You can call him Himey
You can call him Stan
You can call him stupid
'Cause it's probably what he am
Hot dog, yippee-ai-oh
He's got his welfare check
And some Wild Irish Rose
Mr. hooky man has a hole in his head
And if he never lets go
He won't care
Loogeys, bottle bass, crawfish and trout
He can't help it, that's all he thinks about
High fishing, fly fishing, fishing in the stream
And when he goes to sleep at night
He's fishing in his dreams
All he wants to do is fish
All he wants to do is fish
For some it takes a lot to make their life whole
But all he needs is water and
His fishing pole
All he wants to do is fish
All he wants to do is fish