Shove It Right In [Carnegie Hall] Frank Zappa

She painted up her face
She sat before the mirror
She painted up her face
She drew the mirror nearer

Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!

The STARE!
The STARE!

(The 'secret stare' she would use
If a worthy-looking victim should appear)

Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!
(Ah-hoo-ah-hoo-ah-hoo-ahhhh)
(Ah-hoo-ah-hoo-ah-hoo-ah!)
Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!

The clock upon the wall
Has struck the midnight hour!
She finishes her call;
Her girlfriend's in the shower

Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!

Half a dozen provocative squats!
Out of the shower, she squeezes her spots;
Brushes her teeth;
Shoots a deodorant spray up her twat . .
(It's getting her, getting her
Hot—Oh-woh-woh-woh-woh-woh)
She's just twenty-four
And she can't get off
A sad but typical case, yeah
The last dude to do her
Got in and got soft;
She blew it
And laughed in his face, yeah!
Face, yeah!
Yeah (yeah . . . )