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FRANK ZAPPA : The Jazz Discharge Party Hats lyrics

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FRANK ZAPPA lyrics : "The Jazz Discharge Party Hats"

Once upon a time
It was in Albuquerque, New Mexico
There were these girls that worked at the college

They were really cool . . .
(They thought so anyway)
They would be delighted to tell you

how suave they were At the drop of a hat
There was three of 'em:
One of them thought she was a

Beauty Queen . . .
The other one was a Walking Blow-Job
And then there was this skinny girl . . .

Oh well . . .
Some of the guys in the band got together
With the girls from the college

They were having a good time . . .
(We were in Albuquerque for a couple of days)
But these girls thought they were Hot %#@!

'N wouldn't pooch the guys in the band
On the first day, so ...
A couple of the guys in the band

Who were desperate for THAT KIND OF ACTION
Kept workin' on 'em for two days
(Which is a waste of $#&@in' time anyway . . . )

So, anyway . . .
But if that's your idea of a good time, what the hey?
Send those pants up here!

Here's some more!
Okay, good-good!
Traditional cotton ... oh, how sweet!

Umf. . . huh-huh-huh-huhhh . . .
HERE! Work these!
Anyway . . .

We're in Albuquerque, New Mexico . . .
A couple of the guys in the band, who shall go nameless
Because their girlfriends might find out

Decided they were gonna work the wall on these girls
From the college
So, one night ... it was the first night

When they were still trying to 'get it in there'
(Ya know what I mean? Huh-huh-huh . . .)
The skinny girl, she says to one of the guys in the band

She says, well, to several of the guys in the band
And one of the T-shirt guys too . . .
"HEY! LET'S GO SKINNY-DIPPING!"

At two o'clock in the morning at the pool at the hotel
That's right, you heard right,
Two o'clock in the morning, pool at the hotel . . .

It was so fun . . .
But the water was very, very cold!
So they go out there and the girl who was really skinny

'N' probably totally insensitive to climatic changes
Took all of her garments off and she jumped in the pool
And she says, "HEY GUYS! COME ON IN!"

Well, one of them did ...
The other one was too smart for that %#@!
So him and the T-shirt guy sat by the edge of the pool

And when the girl who was really skinny
(And insensitive to climatic changes)
Took off her clothes and jumped in the pool

She threw her pants over there by the little table
Well, one of the guys from the band picked up her panties
(He told me later the stuff in the bottom

Was like punching an eclair . . .)
Anyhow . . . there was nothing else to do ...
It was Albuquerque, New Mexico

It's two o'clock in the morning . . .
They're not going to get any nooky anyway . . .
So this one guy and the T-shirt guy

Started sniffing the girl's panties . . .
They were sniffing the fudge and sniffing the glue . . .
Sniffing every 'thing' that adhered to these

Delightful little morsels
(Some of you might think this is weird. . .
No wonder.

It's not exactly normal, but
What the $#&@?)
So, they're snorting it ...
(Hey! It's the twentieth century . . .
Whatever you can do to have a good time, let's get on with it,

So long as it doesn't cause a murder . . .)
So they're snorting the pants
'N' then they put them on their heads . . .
They were having a good time . . .
The girl was in the water . . . she didn't even see

What was going on with her underpants . . .
They were wearing the pants
It looked just like a tiny little party hat . . .
Their ears were sticking out the side ...
it was so fun

Later on they discovered,
This would make a great way of life for them...
They would go from town to town looking for panties
They would take the panties after they were hung up
On the clothes line

Later on they would take 'em back in the dressing room
They would play with them...
They would fetish the underpants...
They would snort every little morsel attached
To The underpants... and then... they would feel that
They were FULFILLED


And so you can see
That what we're doing here on stage
Is part of a Great American Tradition
The tradition of the
JAZZ DISCHARGE PARTY HATS

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