Frank Zappa - The Groupie Routine Lyrics
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Mark volman (vocals)Howard kaylan (vocals)Jim pons (bass, vocals)Don preston (keyboards, electronics)Ian underwood (keyboards, alto saxophone)Aynsley dunbar (drums)I mean, really, really, I mean, you guys,What can I say, you guys are my favorite bandYou gotta tell me somethin,Are you here in hollywood long?I mean, I just...No, Im ah, were recording here in townYoure recording here?Yeah, at the record plantThe record plant?YeahOh, bobby sherman records hereI just love bobby sherman and david cassidyDo you know david cassidy?No, i...Have you ever run into any members of the tree dog night?Joe shermy once i...Oh! they are my favorite band!Theyre so professional, I mean...So creative...How bout david crosby? I mean...Hes so in, you know, i...No, I never...Hes...he just knows...I mean, he almost cut his hair but he didntNo, listen, ah, do you know how...Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?No no, we dont, we have a bus on this particular thingOh!YeahTell me one thing: do you like my new car?Oh yeah! its a...pavilion, isnt it?Oh, not just a pavilion, its a pauley pavilionOh!Yeah, its real futuristic,I like the little ***** man turn signalsSo ah, we gotta get up, you know,And ah, go to the studio in the morningAnd then we groove court for about two weeksAnd then we ah, we leave againOh, really?Where do you play when you go from here?Ah, let me see...needles...Oh oh! you guys are so professionalNo, its nothing...I mean the way you get to travel to all those exotic townsYou get to playin and playin in all these great soundingHallsTell me somethin: do you really have a hitsingle in theCharts now?Right now, I mean, with a bullet?Thats really importantListen baby, would I lie to youJust to run my fingers through your pukes?Dont talk to me that way!I am not a groupie!I never said that...Im not a groupieNeither are my friends hereJim and ian and aynsley and don and frankNone of us are groupiesPleased to meet all you girlsHiya howie...Tell em, tell em, we dont...we arent groupiesHowardYeahWe only like musicians for friendsThats rightYou, you know, you understand?We still wanna hear your recordYou know, we still like to come in your busListen now, on the other side of the record,Didnt you say that you got off bein jukedWith a baby octopus and spewed upon with cream corn?And that your hair-lipped queen-o-bassplayin girlfriendWith the cross ties and the tits on her shirtHad to have it with a hot seven-up bottle or you went up theWall?Oh! howie...Whats the deal, mama?Howie, all thats true, howieAnd sometimes I even dig it with a jack-in-the-box ring jobBut howie, we are not, we are not groupies, howieI told robert plant thatI told elton johnI told steve stillsYeahAnd he didnt even wanna ball meI can see that...Listen, the thing is baby, I want some action, you knowIm only here for a couple of weeks,Recording at the record plantWith that ***** statue in the bathroom and stuff...Im horny as *****!Listen to me...I want a steaming, succulent, juicy, drippy, ever-wideningKind of a smelly, slimy, many folded,Sort of in-and-out contracting sphincterKind of a hole with a, with a, with a...Lets see, theres gotta be a way I can put this discreetlyLets say we hop in the isle over those guysAnd the blewin ***** baby!Hey, hey, hey!Im in this band man...I told you that many timesNo matter what goes onListen! it just so happens tonightI mean, this is unbelievableAre you a virgoNo...I mean, it just so happens tonightMe and my girlfriends, well,We came here lookin for a guy from a groupAh!But just not any guy from any groupYeah...Were lookin for a guy from a group with a dikWell, I can show you!But hes gotta have a dik which is a monster!(wow!)Thats me!You peeked!Thats me, you little westward wench nipple-queen!Take me, Im yours, you hole.Fulfil my wildest dreams!Oh! anything for you my most seductive pop star of a man.Yeah?Picture this if you canOkay, Ill try...Bead jobsKnotted nylonsBamboo canesThree unreleased recordings of crosby, stills, nash & youngFighting at the fillmore east.Oh!Two unreleased recordings of...of the grateful dead,Sitting in with mel tormeYeah!No! i...Oh! man! oh, i, I just...I cant stand it!Do you understand me baby?I mean, I cant stand it!I cant stand it!I cant stand it!...I gotta see my baby!I gotta...I cant stand it!
