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Cosmik Debris [Anyway The Wind Blows] Frank Zappa
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The mystery man came over
An' he said "I'm outta site"
He said for a nominal service charge
I could reach ner-vonna tonite
If I was ready, willing, and able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest
Of hiss pressing affairs
And devote his attention to me
But I said:
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
Now who you jivin with that Cosmik Debris?
Look here brother
Don't you waste your time on me
The mystery man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his mystery robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I though it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then
When the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the Oil of Afro Dytee
And the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said: "You might not believe this little fellow
But It'll cure your asthma too"
An' he said "I'm outta site"
He said for a nominal service charge
I could reach ner-vonna tonite
If I was ready, willing, and able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest
Of hiss pressing affairs
And devote his attention to me
But I said:
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
Now who you jivin with that Cosmik Debris?
Look here brother
Don't you waste your time on me
The mystery man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his mystery robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I though it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then
When the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the Oil of Afro Dytee
And the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said: "You might not believe this little fellow
But It'll cure your asthma too"
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