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Can you figure out which Frank Zappa songs the lyrics are featured in?
Her head was kinda flat, but her hair covered that
The Father's a Nazi in Congress today
All of my friends still running free, hair growing out every hole in me
She was a steady date until she put on weight
I don't even care if you brush your teeth
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper, let her do all the work and maybe later I'll rape her
Thank the lord that you still got hands to help you do that jerkin' that'll blot out your disco sorrow
On Ventura, there she goes, she just bought some bitchin' clothes
My balls feel like a pair of maracas
'N ef y'was already ugly, it'd make yo ass mean 'n ugly . . . 'n ef you was already mean 'n ugly, it'd turn ya into a strange, unknown kreetchuh, never befo' seen on broadway!
His name is Bobby, he looks like a potato
Don't get no jizz upon that sofa, sofa
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup and strap her on again
Ethell was a tree growing off of his shoulder
Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
Poodle bites (Come on Frenchie) Poodle chews it (Snap it)
Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon he gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants and brushing his scapular aside, proceeds to dump these inside of his shirt
Let go of your pickle! I'm not holding my pickle! Well, who's holding your pickle then?
So, have your fun, you old son of a gun and drive home in your Lincoln
We can crash in my Nash
The first word of this song is discorporate, it means to leave your body
A marvel to be seen: dysentery green
With a tongue like a cow, she could make you go wow
And in your dreams you can see yourself as a prophet saving the world the words from your lips I just can't believe you are such a fool
GOT A GREAT BIG POODLE THING GOT A GREAT BIG HAIRY THING
I am a moron and this my wife
Dreamed I was an eskimo
One of my legs is shorter than the other and both of my feets too long
You know something people? I'm not black but there's a whole lots of times I wish I could say I'm not white!
Our big prize tonite is fifty american dollars to the girl with the most exciting mammalian protuberances
There's a cheesy atom bomb explosion all the big groups use
What will you do if we let you go home and the plastic's all melted and so is the chrome?
You tore a big hole in your convertible top, what will you tell your Mom and Pop?
You is what you am, a cow don't make ham
They used to play all kinds of stuff and some of it was nice, some of it was musical
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
It is my responsibility to enforce all the laws that haven't been passed yet
Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford to buy a pair of Mod A Go-Go stretch-elastic pants?
Gimme dat, gimme dat blow job
She paints her face with plastic goo and wrecks her hair with some shampoo
Do you think that my pants are too tight? Do you think that I'm creepy?
With a pair of heavy-duty zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand every other wrangler would say I was mighty grand
I may be vile and pernicious, but you can't look away, I make you think I'm delicious with the stuff that I say
Ugly is bad and bad is wrong and wrong is sinful and sin leads to eternal damnation
Mr. America walk on by your schools that do not teach Mr. America walk on by the minds that won't be reached
I remember, tu tu, I remember, tu tu, I remember, tu tu, they had a swimming pool
She put a Doobie Brothers tape on, I had a Roger Daltrey cape on
Imaginary guitar notes and imaginary vocals exist only in the imagination of the imaginer
We didn't have no dope or LSD, but a couple of quarts of beer would fix it so the intonation would not offend yer ear
Ram it, ram it, ram it, ram it up your poop chute
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