paroles de chanson My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama - Frank Zappa

You know your mama and your daddy sayin' I'm no good for you
They call me dirty from the alley 'til I don't know what to do
I get so tired of sneakin' around just to get to your back door

I crawled past the garbage and your mama jumped out screamin'
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!

My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad

Baby I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around just to get to your back door

I crawled past the garbage and your mam jumped out screamin'
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!

My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama!
My guitar wants to burn your dad!
I get real mean when it makes me mad

Baby I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again unless I cut off all my hair

I get so tired of sneakin' around just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and your mam jumped out screamin'
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!

My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama!
My guitar wants to burn your dad!
I get real mean when it makes me mad