Flim, Flam, there's a traffic jam At the bottom of the deep blue sea 'Oh, what a mess,' said the X-ray Fish 'Oh what can the problem be, be, be, be What can the problem be?' 'I was the first,' said a big fat fish 'And the others won't let me through Now all of the others are stuck behind Oh what are we going to do, do, do, do What are we going to do?' Flim, Flam, there's a traffic jam At the bottom of the deep blue sea Oswald's trying to sort it out But he's making a mess you see, see, see Making a mess you see He's got so many legs and arms They point all over the place He knows he's making a terrible mess You can tell by the look on his face, face, face, face Tell by the look on his face Flim, Flam there's a traffic jam At the bottom of the deep blue sea 'I've got a plan,' said the X-ray Fish 'So come and listen to me, me, me, me Come and listen to me What we need are traffic lights With colours that will show When they're red you have to stop And when they're green you go Flim, Flam, there's a traffic jam At the bottom of the deep blue sea 'The traffic lights are the X-ray fish So everybody look at me, me, me, me Everybody look at me' So X-ray swam around the fish With the red seaweed inside his tum And the fish they all just waited their turn and they all agreed 'Well done Done, done, done All agreed well done Flim, Flam, no traffic jam And the fish were moving again The X-ray Fish is only little But he's got a very good brain, brain, brain He's got a very good brain