Artist: Frank Zappa

Title: Jones Crusher

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My baby's got 

Jones crushin' love 

Jones crushin' love 

Jones crushin' love 

Well my baby's got 

Jones crushin' love 

Jones crushin' love 

Jones crushin' love 

She don't merely fit like a glove 

That little girl's got the jones 

That little girl's got the jones 

That little girl's got the jones 



She's tryin' to 

Grind up my jones 

Grind up my jones 

Grind up my jones 

Well, she's tryin' to 

Grind up my jones 

Grind up my jones 

Grind up my jones 

She don't never wanna leave it alone 

She can push; she can shove 

Till it's just a nub 

She can push; she can shove 

Till it's just a nub 

Just a nub 

Just a nub 



Here she comes 

With her red dress on 

Steam shoots out 

>From the sprinklers on the lawn 

The eyes be rollin' 

On the concrete fawn 

The wind can't blow 

'Cause the sky is gone 

The wind can't blow 

'Cause the sky is gone 

The wind can't blow 

'Cause the sky is gone 

Jones crusher, jones crusher 

Deadly jaws, better get the gauze 

She's a jones crusher, jones crusher 

Deadly jaws, better get the gauze 



(etc. ad lib)