You know, your mama and your daddy
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Saying I'm no good to you
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They call me dirty from the alley
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Till I don't know what to do
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I get so tired of sneakin' around
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Just to get to your back door
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I crawled past the garbage and
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Your mama jumped out, screamin'
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"Don't come back no more"
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I can't take it
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My guitar wants to kill your mama
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My guitar wants to kill your mama
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My guitar wants to burn your dad
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I get real mean when it makes me mad
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Later I tried to call you
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Your mama told me you weren't there
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She told me don't bother to call again
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Unless I cut off all my hair
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I get so tired of sneakin' around
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Just to get to your back door
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I crawled past the garbage and
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Your mama jumped out, screamin'
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"Don't come back no more"
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Later I tried to call you
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Your mama told me you weren't there
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She told me don't bother to call again
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Unless I cut off all my hair
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I get so tired of sneakin' around
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Just to get to your back door
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I crawled past the garbage and
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Your mama jumped out, screamin'
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"Don't come back no more"
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My guitar wants to kill your mama
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My guitar wants to kill your mama
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My guitar wants to burn your dad
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I get real mean when it makes me mad
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My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama
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| Frank Zappa |
