Well, my shrink said I should acknowledge my pain
The coach said: "Come on son, keep your head in the game"
But was that man on the street that I thought was insane
Who started getting the message on through to my brain (he said)

What can you do When you got a catfish in your shoe
Nothing like the blues Comes with that catfish in your shoe

My guru said I should just be
The junkie said: "Hey man, smoke this and set yourself free"
But after so many years you know I have to agree
With that man, he was so dead pan, you know, when he told me

Chorus

I said wait a minute, wait a minute how can this be
Take a look at my shoe, it's no fishbowl as you can see
And furthermore I've got a couple cats at home and if they
smelled a fish in my shoe
They'd know what to do, believe me true
Now I know, I know my stride's not so pure
But I figure my sock's probably just got a burr
Anyways I'm not wishing the squishing will be
cured by fishing through that dish that
you're up and dishing

No, no, no it just can't be true That I got a catfish in my shoe
What can I do With this catfish in my shoe

I said doctor doctor give me the news
He just handed me a swig of his booze
And proceed to list off a broad line of medications
he said would get me on through
But now as these wrinkles are gathering on my brow
Those endless tomorrows are all piling up on me now
So excuse while I turn from my pocket pull another worm maybe maybe I've finally learned there's nothing left to do but feed that little mofo living there in my shoe biddy-oo

Got a catfish in my shoe There's nothing I can do
With that catfish in my shoe You know it might be true
That you do too have a catfish in your shoe
You know, nothing like the blues
Comes with that catfish in your shoe

Got one catfish in my shoe
Got two cat catfish in my shoe
Got three cat cat catfish in my shoe
Got four four four four I can't take no more
What can I do with these catfish in my shoe
Got the cat, got the cat, got the catfish in my shoe
Come on fish let's get outta here