Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frank Zappa
Guitar
Bunk Gardner
Tenor Saxophone
Don Preston
Keyboards
Ian Underwood
Alto Saxophone
Jimmy Carl Black
Drums
Motorhead Sherwood
Baritone Saxophone
Roy Estrada
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Zappa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Zappa
Producer
Songtexte
You know your mama and your daddy sayin' I'm no good for you
They call me dirty from the alley 'til I don't know what to do
I get so tired of sneakin' around just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and your mama jumped out screamin'
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Baby I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and your mam jumped out screamin'
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama!
My guitar wants to burn your dad!
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Baby I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and your mam jumped out screamin'
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama!
My guitar wants to burn your dad!
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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