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
Theodore Bikel: Ladies and gentlemen! Chorus: 200 motels Theodore Bikel: 200 motels . . . Life on the road! Theodore Bikel: Ladies and gentlemen!
She chooses all the clothes She'll wear tonight to dance in! (She dances, she prances, she dances, she prances She prances, she prances, she . . . )
Theodore Bikel: This, as you might have guessed, is the end of the movie. The entire cast is assembled here at the Centerville Recreational Facility
even believe the guy sometimes. But we gotta watch him. "After all," we said, "it's Frank's movie." Now, we're THE MOTHERS, but it's still Frank's movie
The girl, in a statement to the press, explains . . .
Male Tenor: The girl wants to fix him some broth. Female Soprano: Tinselcock! Chorus: Doo-wee-oo Tinselcock, my baby Female Soprano: Would you like
The lad searches the night for his newts
This town This town Is a Sealed Tuna Sandwich Sealed Tuna Sandwich With the wrapper glued (WITH THE WRAPPER GLUED!) It's by baloney on the rack Rant-
This town This town This town we're in is just a Sealed Tuna Sandwich with the wrapper glued We get a few in every tour I think we've played this one
This town This town This town we're in is just a Sealed Tuna Sandwich with the wrapper glued We get a few in every tour They're always such a fucking
(Instrumental)
This town This town Is a Sealed Tuna Sandwich Sealed Tuna Sandwich With the wrapper glued It's by baloney on the rack It goes for 40 cents a whack It
What will this evening Bring me this morning? What will this evening Bring me this morning? Dawn will arrive Without any warning What will I say The
Went on the road For a month touring What a drag You gotta go Even if you'd rather be at home Flaked out In Hollywood Drove to Inglewood and then we