Sy Borg Frank Zappa

[Chorus: Joe]
Sy Borg, gimme dat, gimme dat
Sy Borg, gimme dat
Give me the chromium leg, I beg
Sy Borg, gimme dat, gimme dat
Sy Borg, gimme dat
Give me the chromium leg

[Post-Chorus: Joe]
Little wires, pliers, tires
They turn me on
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I'm crazy, mon

[Lyric Note]
Stroking several of Sy's gleaming appendages, Joe continues

[Verse 1: Joe and Sy]
Gee, Sy
This is a real groovy apartment
You've got here
All government sponsored recreational services
Are clean and efficient
This is exciting
I never plooked a tiny chrome-plated machine
That looks like a magical pig with marital aids stuck all over it
Such as yourself before
You'll love it!
It's a way of life
Does that mean maybe later you'll plook me?
If you wish, we may have a groovy orgy
Just me and you?
I share this apartment with a modified Gay Bob doll
He goes all the way
Ever try oral sex with a miniature rubberized homo-replica?
No, ah, not yet, ah, is this him?
This is him, your wish is his command
He likes you, he wants to kiss you always
Just tell him what you want
Really? Hi, little guy
Think I might get a tiny, but exciting