Frank Zappa - 'There's No Lust In Jazz' Lyrics
?: Okay, it's, uh, just about time, you guys, what d'you say??: [...]?: Uh . . .?: One??: Rolling??: Rolling . . . Frank is rolling?: Rolling? It's rolling . . . ??: One!?: Test two?: Test . . . three?: Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love?: Man, chics are really harm, man. Now there are tits?: Hey you're taking between that baby [...]Aaaaah . . .?: No stopping!?: Oh, I'm telling you . . .?: There is a chic where I'm hung?: Oh yes . . . And she enjoys every moment?: She wants you Dick?: She's waiting for your big . . .?: Now listen?: Bwana??: She said give me the guy with the throbAAH!?: Oh . . . really??: Okay, enough?: What can you say??: See you later?: See, this is what happens when you join up a rock group, George, get off that jazz syndrome . . . there's no lust in jazz