What kind of girl? What kind of girl? What kind of man is enough to begin to understand How love begins so small? From that first day when she wakes
Thought it was good I thought that we were tight Hearing sweet words every day and night Wanna give your all to me There's no where else you'd rather
Feels like, falling down I turned around, your not there Why was everything so alone Why was i so never again Take to the trashbags and close my eyes
You fell down of course and then you got up of course and you started over forgot my name of course then you started to remember pretty tough to think
I know your heart is aching mine is too I know exactly what you're going through So helplessly I've had to just stand by And watched her hurt you so much
When you wish upon a star Don't tell him maybe Even when all you have left Are pretty scars When you need a friend to talk 'cos his love has gone too
Daddy's girl is shopping for a perfect day And her words are full of empty things to say Her shit stained smile Is out of style It's been that way For
ooh-wee, ooh-wee ooh-wee, ooh-wee ooh-wee, ooh-wee... ooh-wee, ooh-wee ooh-wee, ooh-wee ooh-wee, ooh-wee... Take this seriously Like Pac, all eyes on
I watch her pickin' up their-eir tips off the ta-ables And see them smile as she brings ano-other round That dress she's wearin' show-ows she's all wo
Written by D. Minogue, M. Taylor, S. Torch Mmm Ahh There's just somethin' 'bout ya Feels just like I've always know ya Always hangin' round ya Ever
You see this guy This guy's in love with you Yes I'm in love Who looks at you the way I do When you smile I can tell We know each other Very well How
You always looked a little out of place All grown up with freckles on your face We'd spend each night with company Just you, the teddy bear, the dolls
Frank Zappa (guitar, dialog) Mark Volman (lead vocals, dialog) Howard Kaylan (lead vocals, dialog) Ian Underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals) Aynsley
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike Willis (guitar, vocals) Mike Keneally (guitar, synthesizer, vocals) Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion
Girl, last time you saw me I wasn't this cool And I'm hangin' out in Mexico down by the pool In Cabo, Cabo San Lucas If I send you a ticket, would you
Go on and call me up Tell me you made a grave mistake You know I never once turned you away Bad as I hate to say I know how good it's gonna be If just
Come on baby, lay back down You don't have to leave right now Anything you got downtown can wait I love those high heel shoes Everything looks good on
Maybe you were right Maybe I could have changed Sittin' here alone tonight Thinkin' 'bout a lot of things What's a man to say When all the questions