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Frank Zappa - Playground Psychotics Lyrics

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  • ?: Put that mike down, Frank, it's obscene
  • ?: [...]
  • George: Give me my little cup of brown sauce, let me dip my meat in
  • ?: Oh, man
  • Jeff: Hundred dollars for Pinto beans, playground psychotics
  • ?: I slipped my burning phallus in her quivering quim!
  • ?: You like to offend these passengers, Underwood? Keep quiet!
  • ?: Underwood, the only thing that offends are your green socks! Green velour!
  • ?: Hot wets
  • ?: Could you, could you repeat that?
  • ?: . . . of your mind
  • ?: Now, just take your hand off my leg
  • ?: Take your hand off my leg
  • ?: Listen, what is this? Okay, grab my tit, I'll sit still, you pervert. Howard, you're so low
  • ?: The Andy Devine school of voice, you are low, Dunbar
  • ?: I just keep . . .
  • Aynsley: I always keep it low ya, 'cause I'm only after one thing
  • ?: God, you are an incredible man
  • ?: Who?
  • ?: Haven't any of the chics you've gone out with seen through you yet?
  • Aynsley: No, man, they're still quite like me

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