Lyrics

This story's weird to tell.
That coach sure rings a bell.
Did he ever sell those fish that look like feet?
His tie's as bright as coral.
His smile could light up a mural.
Wait? His name's Brad? He looks like Ed.
You know, from the place off Sunrise Highway?

The tropical fish guy.
Down from White Castle and Carvel.
The Tropical fish guy.
With all the pirhanas, tanks and shells.
But he claims to coach the Clemson team.
So he can't sell me a minnow.
Hope he's finding ways to win.
Instead of finding Nemo.

A parody of "Beauty School Dropout" by Frankie Avalon