Lyrics:
I went to the diner
For a blue plate special
We oldsters like 'em

You take what they give you
And don't ask many questions
The food's pretty tasty

A skunk came with me
A discriminating palate
My good friend Andre

He sniffed an entree
Something caught his attention
He asked what it was

I poked around too
To try to identify
No obvious clues

Brownish greyish green
No movement on the surface
The angry server said

What are you doing?
What is that? Asked Andre
Doesn't smell quite right

How would you know?
Asked the server, astonished
You smell terrible

But my nose knows
And it knows something's fishy
The server blushed and said

That so special dish
Has a mysterious name
But it's a secret

Instr

Andre said:
Sometimes I'm hungry
For something real dif'rent
With a special taste

But unless I know
The answer to this mystery
I just won't eat it