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Frank Zappa

Brown Shoes Don`t Make It

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Brown Shoes Don`t Make ItRay Collins (vocals)Jimmy Carl Black (drums)Billy Mundi (drums)Roy Estrada (bass)Don Preston (keyboards)Bunk Gardner (woodwinds)Motorhead Sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)Unknown (violin, viola, cello, trumpet, contrabass clarinet)Brown shoes don`t make itBrown shoes don`t make itQuit school, why fake it?Brown shoes don`t make it?TV dinner by the poolWatch your brother grow a beardGot another year of schoolYou`re OK, he`s too weirdBe a plumber He`s a bummerHe`s a bummer every summerBe a loyal plastic robotFor a world that doesn`t careSmile at every uglyShine on your shoes and cut your hairBe a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to workBe a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to workDo your job, and do it rightLife`s a ball! (TV tonight!)Do you love it, do you hate it?There it is, the way you made it (WOOOooow) A world of secret hungers,Perverting the men who make your lawsEvery desire is hidden away,In drawer, in a desk,By a Naughahyde chairOn a rug where they walk and droolPast the girls in the office You see in the back, of the City Hall mindThe dream of a girl about thirteenOff with her clothes and into a bed,Where she tickles his fancy all night long His wife`s attending an orchid showShe squealed for a week to get him to goBut back in the bed his teenage QueenIs rocking and rolling and acting obsceneBaby! Baby! Baby! Baby! And he loves it! He loves it! It curls up his toes!She bites his fat neck, And it lights up his nose,But he cannot be fooled, Old City Hall Fred,She`s nasty, she`s nasty, She digs it in bed! Do it again, and do it some more!That does it, by golly, it`s nasty for sure!Nasty-nasty-nasty! Nasty-nasty-nasty!(Only thirteen, and she knows how to NASTY) She`s a dirty young mind. Corrupted, corroded...Well she`s thirteen today, And I hear she gets loaded If she were my daughter I`d...What would you do, Daddy?If she were my daughter I`d...What would you do, Daddy?If she were my daughter I`d...What would you do, Daddy?Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup,And strap her on again, Oh baby!Smother that girl in chocolate syrup,And strap her on again!She`s a Teenage Baby, and she turns me on,I`d like to make Her do a nastyOn the White House Lawn!Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup,And boogie till the cows come home! Time to go home, Madge is on the phoneGotta meet the Guerneys And a dozen gray attorneysTV dinner by the pool I`m so glad I finished schoolLife is such a ball I run the world from City Hall

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