Her day was born in shades of blue Her song was sad, the words were true Her morning came too fast, too soon And died before the afternoon Poor lady
Writer(s): dennis/adair Let's take a boat to bermuda Let's take a plane to saint paul. Let's take a kayak to quincy or nyack, Let's get away from it
bears in pits do it Even Pekingeses at the Ritz do it Let's do it, let's fall in love The royal set sans regret did it And they considered it fun Marie
Tonight is her night and the city holds its breath Caught twixt life and death As she rolls in from the suburbs The garrison flees and the city will burn
Frank zappa (guitar, lead vocals) Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals) Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals) Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Alan
Now believe me when I tell you that my song is really true I want everyone to listen and believe It's about some little people from a long time ago And
my diamond ring Mary Lou, she took my Cadillac car Jumped in my kitty and then drove afar Mary Lou (Mary Lou, Mary Lou ) And [Incomprehensible] too (Big fool, big fool) Ahh, Mary Lou (Mary Lou, Mary
The next piece that we're going to play... (audience laughter) Maybe I should tell you what we were doing. (more audience laughter) The, the signals
Ahh, mary lou (mary lou, mary lou) Oh child you big fool (big fool, big fool) Ahh, mary lou (mary lou, mary lou) Oh child you big fool (big fool, big
Frank zappa (guitar) Ian underwood (electric piano) George duke (electric piano, vocals) Jeff simmons (bass, vocals) Aynsley dunbar (drums) The phlorescent
They got lies so big They don't make a noise They tell 'em so well Like a secret disease That makes you go numb With a big ol' lie And a flag and a pie
with his pretty then parlay I got five on the Hennessey, Seagram's, or 40's 'Cause this is how we do it like Montell Jordan I'm from the Oakland City, Frank
I met a boy called Frank Mills on September 12th right here In front of The Waverly but unfortunately I lost his address He was last seen with his friend
few straight men Panaflex Soloflex Genuflect Pope What the world needs now is babies,gun and hope Guardian angel dust in the wind cries Mary Wanna be
na na na na Panaflex Soloflex Genuflect Pope What the world needs now is babies, gun and hope Guardian angel dust in the wind cries Mary Wanna be
we hit the lenards till they know who sent us You can fuck but your ass can't stay and drank drank Next morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the Frank
in there, we'll take it, whatever it is And uh, we'd like two hamburgers medium rare with everything on 'em And one hamburger, no, one hamburger, meat, no hamburgers One frank
t care Jerry drives a truck for Sears and Charlotte's on the make And Paul sells life insurance and part time real estate Helen is a hostess, Frank works