Lyrics There's No Lust In Jazz - Frank Zappa, The Mothers Of Invention

There's No Lust In Jazz

?: Uh.
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?: One?
?: Rolling?
?: Rolling.
.. Frank is rolling
?: Rolling?
It’s rolling.
.. ?
?: One!
?: Test two
?: Test.
.. three
?: Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love
?: Man, chics are really harm, man.
Now there are tits
?: Hey you’re taking between that baby
Aaaaah.
.
?: No stopping!
?: Oh, I’m telling you.
.
?: There is a chic where I’m hung
?: Oh yes.
.. And she enjoys every moment
?: She wants you Dick
?: She’s waiting for your big.
.
?: Now listen
?: Bwana?
?: She said give me the guy with the throb
AAH!
?: Oh.
.. really?
?: Okay, enough
?: What can you say?
?: See you later
?: See, this is what happens when you join up a rock group, George,
get off that jazz syndrome.
.. there’s no lust in jazz