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Seilvisskoffel

My storie het begin by Harties op die water
Met 'n R5.00 stok, 'n tube, ek check jou later
Op die kalm vars waters, skreeu ek vir my maters
Hier't 'n ding gebyt, wat my heup verstyt
Toe daardie vis wegtrek, klou ek dat ek vrek
En my trekker tube, mik vir dieper water
Glo my ou pel, as ek jou vertel
Ek het daai ding gehaak met geblikte frikkadel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Met sy R5.00 stok, doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Ons weet hy jok, hy doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Oor die dam se wal, Limpopo ingeval
En my dop bly regop, en die vis trek mal
Ski verby die grens, met die alge op my pens
En in die af seisoen, hit ons die lagoon
En glo my ou pel, as ek jou vertel
Dit was 'n lochness monster, of iets uit die hel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Met sy R5.00 stok, doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Ons weet hy jok, hy doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Vier dae later, storm aan die kom
Die golwe lyk soos berge, en my stok trek krom
Ek spring toe in die water, slaan hom met die kop
Sy oë dop om, en sy lyf swel op
Glo my ou pel, as ek jou vertel
900 pond, sonder sy vel
Glo my asseblief, ja glo my asseblief
Okay, okay ek moet bieg
Ek dink dit was 'n donnerse kerrie frikkadel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Met sy R5.00 stok, doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Ons weet hy jok, hy doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Met sy R5.00 stok, doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Ons weet hy jok, hy doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Met sy R5.00 stok, doen hy die seilvisskoffel
Hoor nou weer vir Stoffel, hoor nou weer vir Stoffel
Ons weet hy jok, hy doen hy die seilvisskoffel

Sailfish Shuffle

My story began at Harties on the water
With a R5.00 rod, a tube, I'll check in on you later
On the calm fresh waters, I scream to my friends
Something bit here, which makes my hip hurt
When that fish pulls away, I cling like mad
And my tractor tube, aims for deeper water
Trust me my friend, when I tell you this
I hooked that thing with tinned meatballs
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
With his R5.00 rod, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
We know he's joking, he does the sailfish shuffle
Over the dam's wall, fell into Limpopo
And my tube stays upright, and the fish pulls hard
Skis past the border, with algae on my belly
And in the off season, we hit the lagoon
And trust me my friend, when I tell you this
It was a lochness monster, or something from hell
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
With his R5.00 rod, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
We know he's joking, he does the sailfish shuffle
Four days later, a storm is coming
The waves look like mountains, and my rod bends
I then jump into the water, hit him with my head
His eyes stared blankly, and his body swelled up
Trust me my friend, when I tell you this
900 pounds, without its skin
Please believe me, yes please believe me
Okay, okay I must confess
I think it was a damn hot curry meatball
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
With his R5.00 rod, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
We know he's joking, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
With his R5.00 rod, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
We know he's joking, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
With his R5.00 rod, he does the sailfish shuffle
Listen again for Stoffel, listen again for Stoffel
We know he's joking, he does the sailfish shuffle