What Kind Of Girl Do You Think We Are Lyrics by Frank Zappa

What Kind Of Girl Do You Think We Are Lyrics

    Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
    Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
    Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
    Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
    Aynsley dunbar (drums)
    Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
    Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
    Don preston (mini-moog)

    What's a girl like you
    Doin' in a place like this?

    I left my place after midnight
    And i came to this hall
    Me and my girlfriend, wecame here
    Lookin' to ball

    You came to the right place
    This is it
    This is the swingin-est place
    In new york city

    (chorus line) no shit!

    How true it is
    Me and my girlfriend, we come here
    Every night looking for that
    Hot romance we need
    We like to get it on --
    Do you like to get it on, too?

    Well now, what did you have in mind?

    Okay: well i get off bein' juked
    With a baby octopus
    An spewed upon with cream corn! aah... unh!
    An' my girlfriend, she digs it
    With a hot yoohoo bottle
    While somebody's screamin':
    Corks 'n' safeties
    Pigs 'n' donkeys
    Alice cooper's gonna ... aaaaaah!

    Well, it gets me so hot
    I could scream
    (chorus line) alice cooper, alice cooper! yaaaah!
    Alice cooper, alice cooper! yaaaah!

    You two chicks sound real far aout and groovy
    Ever been to a holiday inn?
    Mna-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa...
    Magic fingers in the bed (picture it!)
    Wall-mounted tv screen:
    Coffee-wost plugged into the bathroom wall
    Formica's really keen!

    (chorus line) what kind of girl do you think we are?
    What kind of girl do you think we are?
    Don't call us groupies
    That is going too far
    We wouldn't ball you
    Just because you're a star

    These girls wouldn't let just anybody
    Spew on their vital parts
    They want a guy from a group with a
    Big hit single in the charts

    Funny you should mention it:
    Our new single just made the charts this week
    With a bullet! with a bullet!
    Lust let me put a little more
    Rancid budweiser on my beard right now, baby

    And you can show me how a young girl such as you
    Might be thrilled and overwhelmed by me...

    What hotel did you say you are staying at?

    Wanna split right away?

    Not so fast, you sillt boy... there's one thing i gotta say:

    (chorus line) we want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts
    We want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts
    We want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts
    We want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts

    And if his dick is a monster
    If his dick is a monster
    If his dick is a monster
    We will give him our hearts...

    Hold it! please hold it!

    My god, madge... you voluptuous new york city slit...
    Why did'nt you tell me before?
    It was so hard to tell with your little blousey-poo on,
    But.. now that i see you... i would have helped...
    I didn't know you were so obviously.. pregnant...

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