magic fingers

zappa, frank

ooh

the way you love me

lady

i get so hard now i could die

ooh

the way you love me

sugar

i get so hard now i could die

open up your pocketbook

get another quarter out

drop it in the meter

mama

and try me on for size

open up your pocketbook

get another quarter out

drop it in the meter

mama

and try me on for size

ooh

the way you squeeze me

baby

red balloons just pop behind my eyes

ooh

the way you squeeze me

girl

red balloons just pop behind my eyes

open up your pocketbook

get another quarter out

drop it in the meter

mama

and try me on for size

open up your pocketbook

get another quarter out

drop it in the meter

mama

and try me on for size

oh

do you really wanna please me?

you know i do

baby

well

tell me why you do it

i really wanna know

oh

no

no

i wouldn't be right

for me to tell you tonight

you better tell me right away

or i pack up and go!

don't get mad

it ain't no big thing

you better tell me right away

don't you treat me cold

hold it

hold it

hold it

hold it!

well

there are a lot of reasons why i'd. i'd drag a girl such as yourself back to this. plastic hotel room and. rip you off for spare change to run a. to run a vibrating machine attached to this queen-size

bulk-purchase

kapok-infested

do-not-remove-tag-under-penalty-of-law type bed and. and make you take off all your little clothes. until you are nearly stark raving nude! and make you assume a series of marginally erotic poses involving. a plastic chair and. an old guitar strap while i. did a wee-wee in your hair and. beat you with a pair of tennis shoes. i got from jeff beck

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