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[quote author=beatlenut13 link=board=zappaning;num=1048380191;start=0#9 date=08/17/04 at 17:58:59]<br><br><br><br>ok, if u think thats gay, i made my own lyrics! YAY!<br><br>Song in tribute to the Swaggart stuff Zappa did in 1988<br><br>Well i went down to a little motel:<br>And there, my conscience it fell.<br>And i walked in with this whore,<br>And my nuts, they stopped bein' sore. <br><br>So i sat, and watched her undress,<br>And my wife Frances, she looked like ol' bess<br>For when this whore from louisiana showed what she got...<br>All i could do was make like a 'bot <br><br>Been doin' this, for twenty odd years.<br>Never got caught, replaced the spoo with some tears.<br>Never called it, never a sin,<br>Till ol' Frances marched in makin' dynne. <br><br>She walked on in, and she saw an erection,<br>And to that whore's beaver, pointed the direction.<br>"I'm so sorry i sinned, my be-loved Frances<br>But help me out, i don't know where my pants is." <br><br>I went on live, in front of seven grand,<br>Took out the mike and waved it in my hand.<br>Cried like a baby, shit rollin' down my eyes,<br>And for dinner that nite, i ate humble pies. <br><br>Now I’m lyin, on this bed. <br>That thought, all strung up in my head. <br>And Frances, got a strap-on,<br>And now it's goin', goin' up my crap-on.<br>And she rammed it, she said "You want a whore?!<br>I never knew our sex life was a bore."<br><br> And then she did me, did me like the whore,<br>Till i couldn't spoo, couldn't spoo no more.<br>(Cuz mah pokey wuz sore)<br>and the she said she was cheatin'<br>On uncle frank's she was a-beatin'<br><br>(Frank: Another day, another sausaged.)<br>(Fin)<br><br><br>Wrote em myself. Thanx for the inspiration[/quote]<br><br>even gayer
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