Testo Do You Like My New Car? - Live At Fillmore East / 1971 - Frank Zappa feat. The Mothers

Testo della canzone Do You Like My New Car? - Live At Fillmore East / 1971 (Frank Zappa feat. The Mothers), tratta dall'album Fillmore East - June 1971

I mean really, you are
You gotta tell me something
I mean seriously, I'm telling you
This is the first time that any of my girlfriends
And I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood
I mean, really my girlfriend Jim and Ian and Ainsley and Bob and Frank
I mean, none of us, we've never
Pleased to meet you
We've never met a pop star from Hollywood
Tell me something, have you ever met Davy Jones or Bobby Sherman?
No
I mean, David Cassidy, he's so
Jimmy Greenspoon once, I
Three Dog Night?
Yeah
Oh, I love them, they're my favorite band, oh God
Oh, do you like my new car? I mean
My dad just gave it to me for graduation
Oh yeah, it's a Fillmore, isn't it?
Real futuristic, I dig the fins
Listen, do you know how to get to the Holiday Inn from here?
No, uh, which one is it?
Excuse me, it's the one by the airport, you know
'Cause we gotta, we gotta get up early and
Fly out of here in the morning, you know
Oh, oh I didn't know that
Where do you guys play tomorrow night?
I mean, I'd like to come maybe in your bus or something
Yeah? Come in the bus, huh?
Tomorrow we're in, let's see, Tierra del Fuego
Oh, you're so professional, Howie
Howie, I mean, I mean the way you're
Getting to play in all these exotic places
I mean, tell me something
Tell me and all my girl, tell me
Do you really have a hit record on the charts now with a bullet?
I mean that's really important
Listen honey, would I lie to you just to get in your pants?
Hey, listen
Hey, listen to me
Tell, we are not groupies
No, I never, I never said that
We're not groupies
No, they're not
You better understand that
I told Robert Plant, I told Elton John, I told all those big guys
Robert Plant?
We are not groupies
No, I never
Roger Daltrey never laid a hand on me
It's obvious to see why
Listen, I never
And my, tell him, tell him right now
We only like musicians for friends, you know?
Real straight arrow, Howie
Really, just for friends, Howie
But we still like you
Yeah, we wouldn't mind coming in your bus, but
I mean we still want to hear your record
Listen you chicks, now didn't, didn't you just say that you got off
Being juked with a baby octopus and spewed upon with creamed corn?
And that your harelip dyke-o bass playing girlfriend in the back
Seat had to have it with a Yoo-hoo bottler, she went ape shit
What's the deal, baby? Come on
Howie, Howie, listen to me, all that's true
I swear, all that's true
And sometimes I even dig it with a Dr. Brown's cream soda or celery
But we are not groupies, no matter what you think
We are not groupies
You see, there seems to be some kind
Of a communications problem, honey
Because I'm a lonely guy from out of town, you know?
And I want some action
What I'm talking about is I want a steaming, succulent
Ever widening, gooey, drippy, runny kind of a hole with
How should I put this?
What say we hop in the trunk of your Gremlin and get our rocks off?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Jesus
Very agile, Howie, very agile
I'm in this band and I am in this band
No matter what we do up here, you'll
Now listen, it just so happens
Tonight, me and my girlfriends, I mean
We've all come here for one thing tonight
Looking for a guy
And we're looking for a guy from a group
But he's gotta have a dick
And he's gotta have a dick that's a monster
That's me, that's me
Oh, oh you voluptuous Manhattan Island clit
She goes to Manhattan Island
Take me, I'm yours, you hole
Fulfill my wildest dreams
Oh, anything for you, my most seductive, seclusive pop star of a man
Picture this if you can
Bee jobs, knotted nylons, bamboo canes
Three unreleased recordings of Crosby, Stills, Nash and
Young fighting in the dressing room at the Fillmore East
One enchilada wrapped with pickle sauce shoved up and down
In between a donkey's legs until he can't stand anymore
All this and more, Howie
Including an electric cooled pony harness with
Fuel injection, fuel injection, fuel injection
Oh my God, I, I, I can't stand it
I mean, I mean do you understand the implications of what I'm saying?
I, I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
Oh, oh no
Oh my God
I can't stand it
Oh, I really can't stand it
Please, give it to me
Give it to me right here in the trunk of your Gremlin
Give me, give me the enchilada with the pickle sauce shoved
Up and down the donkey's ass until he can't come anymore
Not until you sing me your big hit record
And I want to hear the big hit record and I want to hear it now
And I want to hear the big hit record now with the bullet
With the bullet
The bullet?
The bullet
The bullet is the part that gets me the hottest
Now sing me that record and I want to hear it right now
Or you ain't driving nowhere tonight, buddy
Well, I know when I'm licked all over
Okay baby, bend over and spread 'em
Here comes my bullet



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Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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