Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa - There's No Lust In Jazz lyrics
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?: Okay, it's, uh, just about time, you guys, what d'you say? ?: [...] ?: Uh . . . ?: One? ?: Rolling? ?: Rolling . . . Frank is rolling ?: Rolling? It's rolling . . . ? ?: One! ?: Test two ?: Test . . . three ?: Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love ?: Man, chics are really harm, man. Now there are tits ?: Hey you're taking between that baby [...] Aaaaah . . . ?: No stopping! ?: Oh, I'm telling you . . . ?: There is a chic where I'm hung ?: Oh yes . . . And she enjoys every moment ?: She wants you Dick ?: She's waiting for your big . . . ?: Now listen ?: Bwana? ?: She said give me the guy with the throb AAH! ?: Oh . . . really? ?: Okay, enough ?: What can you say? ?: See you later ?: See, this is what happens when you join up a rock group, George, get off that jazz syndrome . . . there's no lust in jazz