Camarillo Brillo

Camarillo Brillo Lyrics

Song	Camarillo Brillo
Artist	Frank Zappa
Album	You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore, Vol. 6
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	作词 : Zappa
	Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
	Ralph humphrey (drums)
	Sal marquez (trumpet, vocals)
	Tom fowler (bass)
	Bruce fowler (trombone)
	George duke (keyboards, synthesizer)
	Ruth underwood (marimba, vibes, percussion)
	Ian underwood (flute, clarinet, alto saxophone, tenor saxophone)
	Jean-luc ponty (violin, baritone violin)
	She had that
	Camarillo brillo
	Flamin' out along her head,
	I mean her mendocino bean-o
	By where some bugs had made it red
	She ruled the toads
	Of the short forest
	And every newt in idaho
	And every cricket who had chorused
	By the bush in buffalo
	She said she was
	A magic mama
	And she could throw a mean tarot
	And carried on without a comma
	That she was someone i should know
	She had a snake for a pet
	And an amulet
	And she was breeding a dwarf
	But she wasn't done yet
	She had gray-green skin
	A doll with a pin
	I told her she was awright
	But i couldn't come in
	(i couldn't come in right then...)
	And so she wandered
	Trough the door-way
	Just like a shadow from the tomb
	She said her stereo was four-way
	An' i'd just love it in her room
	Well, i was born
	To have adventure
	So i just followed up the steps
	Right past her fuming incense stencher
	To where she hung her castanets
	She stripped away
	Her ranchid poncho
	An' laid out naked by the door
	We did it till we were un-concho
	An' it was useless any more
	She had a snake for a pet
	And an amulet
	And she was breeding a dwarf
	But she wasn't done yet
	She had gray-green skin
	A doll with a pin
	I told her she was awright
	But i couldn't come in
	(actually, i was very busy then)
	And so she wandered
	Trough the door-way
	Just like a shadow from the tomb
	She said her stereo was four-way
	An' i'd just love it in her room
	Well, i was born
	To have adventure
	So i just followed up the steps
	Right past her fuming incense stencher
	To where she hung her castanets
	She said she was
	A magic mama
	And she could throw a mean tarot
	And carried on without a comma
	That she was someone i should know
	(is that a real poncho...i mean
	Is that a mexican poncho
	Or is that a sears poncho?
	Hmmm...no foolin' ...)

	zuo ci : Zappa
	Frank zappa guitar, vocals
	Ralph humphrey drums
	Sal marquez trumpet, vocals
	Tom fowler bass
	Bruce fowler trombone
	George duke keyboards, synthesizer
	Ruth underwood marimba, vibes, percussion
	Ian underwood flute, clarinet, alto saxophone, tenor saxophone
	Jeanluc ponty violin, baritone violin
	She had that
	Camarillo brillo
	Flamin' out along her head,
	I mean her mendocino beano
	By where some bugs had made it red
	She ruled the toads
	Of the short forest
	And every newt in idaho
	And every cricket who had chorused
	By the bush in buffalo
	She said she was
	A magic mama
	And she could throw a mean tarot
	And carried on without a comma
	That she was someone i should know
	She had a snake for a pet
	And an amulet
	And she was breeding a dwarf
	But she wasn' t done yet
	She had graygreen skin
	A doll with a pin
	I told her she was awright
	But i couldn' t come in
	i couldn' t come in right then...
	And so she wandered
	Trough the doorway
	Just like a shadow from the tomb
	She said her stereo was fourway
	An' i' d just love it in her room
	Well, i was born
	To have adventure
	So i just followed up the steps
	Right past her fuming incense stencher
	To where she hung her castanets
	She stripped away
	Her ranchid poncho
	An' laid out naked by the door
	We did it till we were unconcho
	An' it was useless any more
	She had a snake for a pet
	And an amulet
	And she was breeding a dwarf
	But she wasn' t done yet
	She had graygreen skin
	A doll with a pin
	I told her she was awright
	But i couldn' t come in
	actually, i was very busy then
	And so she wandered
	Trough the doorway
	Just like a shadow from the tomb
	She said her stereo was fourway
	An' i' d just love it in her room
	Well, i was born
	To have adventure
	So i just followed up the steps
	Right past her fuming incense stencher
	To where she hung her castanets
	She said she was
	A magic mama
	And she could throw a mean tarot
	And carried on without a comma
	That she was someone i should know
	is that a real poncho... i mean
	Is that a mexican poncho
	Or is that a sears poncho?
	Hmmm... no foolin' ...

	zuò cí : Zappa
	Frank zappa guitar, vocals
	Ralph humphrey drums
	Sal marquez trumpet, vocals
	Tom fowler bass
	Bruce fowler trombone
	George duke keyboards, synthesizer
	Ruth underwood marimba, vibes, percussion
	Ian underwood flute, clarinet, alto saxophone, tenor saxophone
	Jeanluc ponty violin, baritone violin
	She had that
	Camarillo brillo
	Flamin' out along her head,
	I mean her mendocino beano
	By where some bugs had made it red
	She ruled the toads
	Of the short forest
	And every newt in idaho
	And every cricket who had chorused
	By the bush in buffalo
	She said she was
	A magic mama
	And she could throw a mean tarot
	And carried on without a comma
	That she was someone i should know
	She had a snake for a pet
	And an amulet
	And she was breeding a dwarf
	But she wasn' t done yet
	She had graygreen skin
	A doll with a pin
	I told her she was awright
	But i couldn' t come in
	i couldn' t come in right then...
	And so she wandered
	Trough the doorway
	Just like a shadow from the tomb
	She said her stereo was fourway
	An' i' d just love it in her room
	Well, i was born
	To have adventure
	So i just followed up the steps
	Right past her fuming incense stencher
	To where she hung her castanets
	She stripped away
	Her ranchid poncho
	An' laid out naked by the door
	We did it till we were unconcho
	An' it was useless any more
	She had a snake for a pet
	And an amulet
	And she was breeding a dwarf
	But she wasn' t done yet
	She had graygreen skin
	A doll with a pin
	I told her she was awright
	But i couldn' t come in
	actually, i was very busy then
	And so she wandered
	Trough the doorway
	Just like a shadow from the tomb
	She said her stereo was fourway
	An' i' d just love it in her room
	Well, i was born
	To have adventure
	So i just followed up the steps
	Right past her fuming incense stencher
	To where she hung her castanets
	She said she was
	A magic mama
	And she could throw a mean tarot
	And carried on without a comma
	That she was someone i should know
	is that a real poncho... i mean
	Is that a mexican poncho
	Or is that a sears poncho?
	Hmmm... no foolin' ...

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