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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Mothers of Invention
The Mothers of Invention
Performer
Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa
Guitar
Bunk Gardner
Bunk Gardner
Tenor Saxophone
Buzz Gardner
Buzz Gardner
Trumpet
Don Preston
Don Preston
Piano
Ian Underwood
Ian Underwood
Alto Saxophone
Jimmy Carl Black
Jimmy Carl Black
Drums
Lowell George
Lowell George
Rhythm Guitar
Motorhead Sherwood
Motorhead Sherwood
Baritone Saxophone
Roy Estrada
Roy Estrada
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa
Producer

Letra

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
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