Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa - The Phone Call / My Babe lyrics
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Artist: Frank Zappa Title: The Phone Call / My Babe ------------------------------------ Interviewer: How did the group get together? FZ: They were working, uh . . . the lead singer Ray, the bass player Roy, and one of the drummers, Jim, were all working in a bar, in a small town in California, with some other players, and there was a fight between Ray and the guitar player they had at that time, and they needed a substitute guitar player and they called me up. I went down there, and I started working with 'em, and I thought it sounded pretty good. I'm talkin' 'bout my baby Not your baby Say my babe She's so fine I'm talkin' 'bout my baby Not your baby Say my babe She's so fine She's right there to love me People, come rain or shine Well, I love her Don't you love her Say I love her You hear Well, I love her Don't you love her Say I love her You hear She upsets my soul When she whispers sweet things in my ear I love the way she walk I love the way she talk She makes me feel so good Just like a grown man should She never make me cry And here's why She's my babe She's my babe Well, nothing could be better Than to see her in a sweater And a real tight skirt That won't quit Nothing could be better Than to see her in a sweater And a tight skirt That won't quit She walks to the phone People, let me tell you, that's it Wow! Go ... Hey! Nothing could be better Than to see her in a sweater And a real tight skirt That won't quit Nothing could be better Than to see her in a sweater And a tight skirt That won't quit She walks to the phone People, let me tell you, that's it My-y-y-y-y babe Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe My-y-y-y-y babe Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe My-y-y-y-y babe She's my babe She's my babe My-y-y-y-y babe Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe My-y-y-y-y babe Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe My-y-y-y-y babe She's my babe She's my babe Wow! Gracias