My guitar wants to kill your mama
by Frank Zappa
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You know, your mama and your daddy
Saying I´m no good to you
They call me dirty from the alley
Till I don´t know what to do
I get so tired of sneakin´ around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin´
"Don´t come back no more"
I can´t take it
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren´t there
She told me don´t bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin´ around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin´
"Don´t come back no more"
Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren´t there
She told me don´t bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin´ around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin´
"Don´t come back no more"
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Saying I´m no good to you
They call me dirty from the alley
Till I don´t know what to do
I get so tired of sneakin´ around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin´
"Don´t come back no more"
I can´t take it
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren´t there
She told me don´t bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin´ around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin´
"Don´t come back no more"
Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren´t there
She told me don´t bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin´ around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin´
"Don´t come back no more"
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad