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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Steve Vai (guitar) Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards) Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Chad Wackerman (drums) Roy Estrada (vocals) Ike Willis (vocals) Bob Harris (vocals) Arthur Barrow (bass) No not now No not now No not now No not now Maybe later Maybe later She say I'm free She say I'm free She say I'm free She say I'm free But I like her sister But I like her sister She can't decide Whom she wanna ride She can't decide Whom she wanna ride Tonight - tonight - tonight She changed her mind She changed her mind She changed her mind She changed her mind And I don't blame her And I don't blame her No not now (No no not now) No not now (No no not now) No not now (No no not now) No not now (No no not now) Maybe later Maybe later (Shut up! You need a vacation, boy!) The big ol' hat (The big ol' hat) The cowboy pants (Those cowboy pants) Transcontinental (It's a transcontinental) Hobby horse (A hobby hobby horse) String beans to Utah (That's right) String beans to Utah Tonight Ah, the wife (Ah, the wife) Oh, the waitress (And the waitress too) Oh, the drive (Yes, yes the drive) All night long (All night long) String beans to Utah (Yum yum) String beans to Utah Deliver string beans To Utah tonight (Giddyup) I better go fast Or they won't be all right (All right) Deliver string beans To Utah tonight (Yum yum) Donny 'n Marie Can both take a bite (Bite it Marie) Hawaiian - Hawaiian - Hawaiian Lunch (Hawaiian lunch!) Boog, boog 'em Dano...Murder One! No not now (No no not now) No not now (No no no no not now) No not now (No no not now) No not now (No no no no not now) Maybe later Maybe later She changed her mind (She changed her mind) She changed her mind (You know she changed her mind) She changed her mind (She changed her mind) She changed her mind (You know she changed her mind) And I don't blame her And I don't blame her She's sorta wild (She wild, she wild) She's sorta wild (Really wild, really wild) She's sorta wild (She wild, she wild) A crazy child (Crazy child, crazy child) Tonight - tonight - tonight There she goes (There she goes) Up and down (Up and down) Ride that bull (She's ridin' the bull) All around (All around) The best in town (She's the best in town) Oh she goes (She go up, she go down) Up and down (I said up and down) Oh the bull (The whole bull) The whole bull (The whole bull) The whole bull (The whole damn thing) The best in town (Where she go? Ebzen Sauce...) |
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Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl Valley Girl She's a Valley Girl Okay, fine Fer sure, fer sure She's a Valley Girl In a clothing store Okay, fine... Fer sure, fer sure She's a Valley Girl In a clothing store Like, OH MY GOD! (Valley Girl) Like - TOTALLY (Valley Girl) Encino is like SO BITCHEN (Valley Girl) There's like the Galleria (Valley Girl) And like all these like really great shoe stores I love going into like clothing stores and stuff I like buy the neatest mini-skirts and stuff It s like so BITCHEN cuz like everybody's like Super-super nice It's like so BITCHEN On Ventura, there she goes She just bought some bitchen clothes Tosses her head 'n flips her hair She got a whole bunch of nothin in there Anyway, he goes are you into S and M? I go, oh RIGHT . Could you like just picture me in like a LEATHER TEDDY Yeah right, HURT ME, HURT ME... I'm sure! NO WAY! He was like freaklng me out... He called me a BEASTIE... That's cuz like he was totally BLITZED He goes like BAG YOUR FACE! I'm sure! Valley Girl She's a Valley Girl Valley Girl She's a Valley Girl Okay, fine... Fer sure, fer sure She's a Valley Girl So sweet 'n pure Okay, fine Fer sure, fer sure She's a Valley Girl So sweet 'n pure It's really sad (Valley Girl) Like my English teacher He's like (Valley Girl) He's like Mr. BU-FU (Valley Girl) We're talking Lord God King BU-FU (Valley Girl) I am SO SURE He's like so GROSS He like sits there and like plays with all his rings And he like flirts with all the guys in the class It's like totally disgusting I'm like so sure It's like BARF ME OUT... Gag me with a spoon! Last idea to cross her mind Had something to do with where to find A pair of jeans to fit her butt And where to get her toenails cut So like I go into this like salon place, y'know And I wanted like to get my toenails done And the lady like goes, oh my God, your toenails Are like so GRODY It was like really embarassing She's like OH MY GOD, like BAG THOSE TOENAILS I'm like sure... She goes, uh, I don't know if I can handle this, y'know... I was like really embarassed.. . Valley Girl She's a Valley Girl Valley Girl She's a Valley Girl Okay, fine Fer sure, fer sure She's a Valley Girl And there is no cure Okay, fine Fer sure, fer sure She's a Valley Girl And there is no cure Like my mother is like a total space cadet (Valley Girl) She like makes me do the dishes and (Valley Girl) CLEAN the cat box (Valley Girl) I am sure That's like GROSS (Valley Girl) BARF OUT! (Valley Girl) OH MY GOD (Valley Girl Hi! Uh-huh (Valley Girl) My name? My name is Ondrya Wolfson (Valley Girl) Uh -huh That's right, Ondrya (Valley Girl) Uh -huh... I know (Valley Girl) It's like... I do not talk funny... I'm sure (Valley Girl) Whatsa matter with the way I talk? (Valley Girl) I am a VAL, I know But I live in like in a really good part of Encino so it's okay (Valley Girl) So like, I don't know I'm like freaking out totally Oh my God! Hi - I have to go to the orthodontist I'm getting my braces off, y'know But I have to wear a retainer That's going to be really like a total bummer I'm freaking out I'm SURE Like those things that like stick in your mouth They're so gross... You like get saliva all over them But like, I don't know, it's going to be cool, y'know So you can see my smile It'll be like really cool Except my like my teeth are like too small But NO BIGGIE... It's so AWESOME It's like TUBULAR, y'know Well, I'm not like really ugly or anything It's just like I don't know You know me, I'm like into like the clean stuff Like PAC-MAN and like, I don't know Like my mother like makes me do the dishes It's like so GROSS. . . Like all the stuff like sticks to the plates And its like, it's like somebody elses food, y'know It's like GRODY... GRODY TO THE MAX I'm sure It's like really nauseating Like BARF OUT GAG ME WITH A SPOON GROSS I am SURE TOTALLY... |
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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Steve Vai (guitar) Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards) Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Chad Wackerman (drums) Roy Estrada (vocals) Ike Willis (vocals) Bob Harris (vocals) Patrick O'Hearn (bass) I come from nowhere And you should go there Just try it for a while The people from nowhere Always smile Their eyes are all frozen over The sides of their faces pooch out at the corners Because that's what happens when their mouths turn up On both sides Which is why we can tell they're smiling They never frown They never let their eyebrows turn down They like going around with their teeth showing All the time They are from nowhere Your teeth are showing So maybe you been there You could have the disease of nowhere people Where the air gets stuck all over their gums When their nowhere lips roll back For real excitement They stand still They shut up Then they don't do nothing Out there in nowhere |
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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Steve Vai (guitar) Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards) Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Chad Wackerman (drums) Roy Estrada (vocals) Ike Willis (vocals) Bob Harris (vocals) Scott Thunes (bass) There's a ship arriving too late To save a drowning witch She was swimmin' along Tryin' to keep a date With a Merchant Marine Who told her he was really rich But it doesn't matter no more... She's on the ocean floor 'N the water's all green down there 'N it's not very clean down there 'N water snakes 'N rusty wrecks Is all that she can see As the light goes dim And she's tryin' to swim Will she make it? (Boy, we sure hope so...) Not even a witch oughta be caught On the bottom of America's spew-infested Waterways, hey-hey... She could get radiation all over her She could mutate insanely... She could mutate insanely... (that's right) You know she could go on the freeway and grow up to be 15 feet tall and scary-lookin' And then... Cars could crash all over the place As a result of people with Hawaiian shirts on... Lookin' up to see her face Sardines in her eyebrows... Lobsters up 'n down her forehead All of them HORRIBLY LARGE FROM RADIATION... And smelling very bad And DANGEROUS! Maybe a submarine could save her, And bring her home to the Navy... For some kind of ritual sacrifice... |
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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Steve Vai (guitar) Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards) Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Chad Wackerman (drums) Roy Estrada (vocals) Ike Willis (vocals) Bob Harris (vocals) Lisa Popeil (vocals) Scott Thunes (bass) She's only seventeen She's really sort of cute She's working in the street She's a teen-age prostitute She ran away from home Her mom was destitute Her daddy doesn't care She's a teen-age prostitute "I have got a pimp He treats me like a dog..." (All the stuff she's shooting Keeps her in a fog) "I would really like to try and get away..." (But if she gets caught he'll cause her some dismay) Tiny little pants Chain around my boot Shakin' in the dark I'm a teen-age prostitute |
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