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(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
seen some ugly trees 
There was a werewolf honkin' 
'Long the side of me 
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy 
Got a big-titty girly by
the springtime
I never seen Frank again
'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on grainer
Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and the wind

They found
p.m.
I was working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank.

"Hang up your stocking yet, Joe?"
"Yeah, just before I come down. You too Frank
(Rachel Dennison/Randy Parton/ Frank Dycus) 

I know there's times when you must wonder 
If my love is true, and I'm satisfied 
I wish I knew a way
Frank zappa (guitar)
Lowell george (guitar, lead vocals)
Roy estrada (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Buzz gardner (trumpet)
Ian
To paint the world by numbers is all I want to do

Painting by numbers is easy to do
Painting by numbers I want to paint you

And when I'm rich
Written by Paul Frank
Lead vocals by James Young

I have seen you
walk in my dreams
casted high against the sky

let me meet you
let me greet
on the hill
I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"
I can see them Bar-M choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
It's me and you Frank we're
on the hill
I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"
I can see them Bar-M choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
It's me and you Frank we're
pons (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Ian underwood (keyboards, saxophone)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)

Frank:
My name is nando,
I'm
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Satchel puddin' and Lord God Mose
Sittin' by the fire with a busted nose
That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare
a good one"
She says it follows her around
No shit, it's by the Beatles

I'm so lost
And I live just around the corner
Well here's a thought
Get
Yellow Lambo in the driveway

A buck thirty-five, I'm on the highway
Frank Sinatra on my Sonos
Loud as fuck, I did it my way
A million sold before
nipple 
And I'm fascinated
I'm so fascinated 
By these special people

Frank Langella 
He's my kind of fella
He's got an x-tra nipple 
And I'm
p.m.
I was working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank.

"Hang up your stocking yet, Joe?"
"Yeah, just before I come down. You too Frank
I'm a beautiful guy
And you have just walked by
And I have gave you the eye
But you pretend to be shy
But I'm a beautiful guy
(you know what I mean? you
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
So round, so firm, so fully packed, that's my gal
So complete, front to back, that's my pal
Toasted by the sun and I'm a son of a gun
She don't
Wasted and wounded
And it ain't what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See you tomorrow

Hey, Frank, can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
hard like sledge-hammers
Bitch with that platinum grammar
I am a diamond cluster hustler
Queen bitch, supreme bitch
Kill a nigga for my nigga by any
The sound that you're listenin' to
Is from my guitar that's named Lucille
I'm very crazy about Lucille
Lucille took me from the plantation
Or you