Pygmy Twylyte - Frank Zappa, The Mothers

Green hocker croakin'

In the pygmy twylyte

Crankin' an' a-coke'n

In the winchell’s do-nut midnite

Out of his deep on a 'fore day run

Hurtin' for sleep in the quaalude moonlight

Green hocker in a greyhound locker

Smokin' in the pygmy twylyte

Joined the bus

33rd seat

Doo-doo room

Reek replete

Crystal eye, crystal eye

Got a crystal kidney & he’s fraid to die

In the pygmy twylyte

Downer midnite

Pygmy twylyte

Downer midnite

Pygmy twylyte

Downer midnite

Pygmy twylyte

Downer midnite

Waahhh!

wait a minute

Don’t spray that stuff in my eyes

All we’re tryin' to do is to have a little party

Somebody tell me if the bluesy … was your little party

Make me wanna jump up and down

I said aaahhh!

Honey, honey

Honey, honey

Tush tush

Honey, honey

Too young!

Honey, honey

Wait a minute!

Honey, honey

Honey, honey

Honey, honey

Honey, honey

Get him down

Get him down

Get him down

What you’re gonna do

When your time is up?

What you’re gonna do

When your time is up?

Are you gonna take me?

What are you gonna be?

I might just tell you please

What are you gonna say?

One thing

I wanna know

One thing, baby

I wanna know

I wanna know

I wanna know…

Right over there, there’s a

Doo-doo room

Right upstairs there’s a

Doo-doo room

Right out back here there’s a

Doo-doo room

In perellis' pocket there’s a

Doo-doo room