Tekster: Frank Zappa. Camarillo Brillo.

FZ: She had that
Camarillo Brillo
Flamin' out along her head
I mean her Mendocino bean-o
By where some bugs had made it red
She ruled the Toads of the Short Forest
And every newt in Idaho
And every cricket who had chorused
By the bush in Buffalo
She said she was
A Magic Mama
And she could throw a mean Tarot
Audient (over the next three lines with absolute abandon): Yargh (4 x)
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know

She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn't done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldn't come in
(Actually I was very busy then.)
And so she wandered through the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
And I'd just love it in her room
Well, I was born to have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She stripped away
Her rancid poncho
And laid out nekkid by the door
We did it 'til we were un-concho
And it was useless any more
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf!
But she wasn't done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldn't come in
And so she wandered through the door-way
Just like a Shadow from the tomb
You know she said her stereo was four-way
(I bet it was. Ya know what I mean?)
And I would just love it. Hey! Up in her room, ya know.
(You know what happens when you go up there.)
Well, I was born to have adventure
So I just followed up the step
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanet
I chewed my way through her rancid panocha
She laid buck naked over by the door
We did it 'til we were un-concho, that's right!
And oh gawd it was useless
Anymore
That's right! It was useless
Anymore
Put that bong down.
Yes, it was useless anymore.
That's right. Muffin Man