Lyrics of 'Florentine Pogen' by Frank Zappa
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She was the daughter of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen
Read 'em 'n weep
Was here adjustable slogan
She was a debutante daisy
With a color-note organ
Deep in the street
She drove a '59 Morgan
That's the kinda step she takes
When her hot breaks hot breaks
That's the kinda sound she makes
(Ooh, let go uh me)
When her crab cakes
(Arf arf arf)
She didn't like it when her fan belt
Shrunk and got shorter
(Ointment)
Battery leak could nearly cost her a quarter
She didn't want to stay home
An' watch the pestle go mortar
Later she speaks
On how Perellis might court her
Na-na-na-noo, etc
She was the daughter
Ah-ah-ahhh
Of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen
Po-oh-wo-oh-oh
Po-oh-wo-oh-oh
Po-oh-wo-oh-oh
Ga-ya-ee-annnn
Read 'em 'n weep
Read 'em 'n weep
Read 'em 'n weep etc
Chester's go-rilla
She go quack
Chester's go-rilla
She go oink
Chester's go-rilla
She go moo
Chester's go-rilla
She go
Hratche-plche
Hratche-plche
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