sigh She's old enough to know better The king of marigold was in the kitchen Cooking breakfast for the queen The queen was in the parlor Playing piano
She lookin' like she thinking about tryin' me She want it she can't take no more Im about to take her to my spot I'ma get it hot, she gon' turn around
dollars or somethin'? Man you kinda confused Freak mode, I'ma have sex, so let 'em feel Touch my private, my thing made of steel Shootin' gizm, she
, la, ba, loomba, wa, la, ba, loom She was the only one to love him up right Miss Thing, where you gonna go? You ever seen a man jump a piano? Gutter
the kitchen Cooking breakfast for the queen The queen was in the parlor Playing piano for the children of the king Cry, baby, cry Make your mother sigh She
a warning As a warning A warning As a warning I'd given my nurse the weekend off My meals were ill prepared My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb And my piano
things and walked through the door and then said that she couldn't see me no more just as she was leaving /I asked her if she'd call she didn't look
picture to my mind Of a little three room house with mama in the kitchen But she can't stop to talk she ain't got the time Cause she's a fixing dad
the way she looked The way she'd act and the colour of her hair Her voice was soft and cool Her eyes were clear and bright But she's not there ------ electric piano
you get close Up to that woman She smells like a goat She got b.o. She keeps b.o all the time And she thinks soap and water Woo, Lord, Lord, is a doggone
Roxie Hart] Yeah, okay. Thanks... for nothing. [Mama Morton] She's not that nice, ain't she? I tell you, no matter how big she gives, she's still as
body of my child And for a moment she could speak to me She was radiant and calm Though her eyes were slightly wild She could surely see things that
's cold in here Like a sister sailing ship Paired against the sea She holds on She holds on Arms too empty Heart too true Voice too distant Eyes too blue
moved I went to a sea of tears There was a girl in a white dress Her face did look so unhappy Was she the queen of the night? She had no voice to cry
the kitchen cooking breakfast for the queen The queen was in the parlor playing piano for the children of the king Cry Baby Cry Make your mother sigh She
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
not to leave him but she would not give up her fun She kissed his cheek and tried to soothe him but would not heed his childish plea She heard him call as she