Chrissy Puked Twice [ZINY- II] Frank Zappa

It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain't shinin'
'Cause the sky's too tight
I heard the scarey wind
I seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin'
'Long the side of me

I'm mean 'n I'm bad, y'know I ain't no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by the name of Chrissy
Talkin' about her 'n my bike 'n me . .
'N this ride up the Mountain of Mystery, mystery

It was 11 o'clock upon a Friday night
You know that her and me was feeling outta' sight
We had twenty reds and a big ol' pile o' weed
You know we drank some wine and then she LSD'd

Well, Chrissy puked twice and jumped on my bike
She yelled, "Fire it up, because you know what I like!"
She burned her leg on a tail-pipe then
And yelled, "Shit-a-ree!," and puked again

I noticed even the crickets
Were actin' weird up here
'N so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said, "Gimme summa that what yer suckin' on . . . "
But there was no reply
'Cause she was gone . .