My guitar wants to kill your mama (in album you can't do that on stage anymore vol 4) Lyrics |
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My guitar wants to kill your mama (in album you can't do that on stage anymore vol 4) Lyricsby Frank Zappa Buy album CD: You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore vol 4 You know your mama and your daddy Sayin I'm no good for you They call me dirty from the alley Til 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 jumps out screamin' Dont come back no more! I cant 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 werent there (You just 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' Dont come back no more! I cant 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 (repeat last three verses)
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