Текст песни Society Pages - Frank Zappa
You′re
the
ol'
lady
from
the
society
pages
From
a
small
town
somewhere
I
used
to
be
You
owned
the
paper
and
a
bunch
of
other
stuff
That
didn′t
appeal
to
me
Ol'
lady,
ol'
lady
Ol′
lady,
ol′
lady
Ol'
lady,
ol′
lady
Ol'
lady,
ol′
lady
The
hostpital
plans,
yer
brother
drew
'em
all
You
ran
the
paper
′n
Charity
Ball
Every
day
on
the
third
or
fourth
page
There
you
was,
you
was
quite
the
rage
Somehow
you
was
all
kinda
cheap
'n
wrong
Just
like
in
a
lotta
small
towns
Where
folks
like
you
Hang
around
too
long
And
pass
out
jobs
to
yer
relatives
'n
such
So
you
all
keeps
a
lot,
′n
nobody
else
Ever
gets
too
much...
to
speak
of...
So
what?
What
can
you
say?
So
long
as
the
trash
gets
picked
up
So
long
as
the
trash
gets
locked
up
Just
so
the
trash
don′t
stack
up
Some
day
you
won't
be
on
page
three
Or
page
four
anymore
Ol′
lady,
ol'
lady
Ol′
lady,
ol'
lady
Ol′
lady,
ol'
lady
Ol'
lady,
ol′
lady
By
the
grace
of
God
you
had
a
son
He′s
the
one
and
only
one
He
grew
up
and
by
and
by
He
came
to
be
a
beautiful
guy

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2 In France
3 Dickie's Such An Asshole
4 Cocaine Decisions
5 Beauty Knows No Pain
6 King Kong
7 Bamboozled By Love/Owner Of A Lonely Heart
8 Drowning Witch
9 I'm A Beautiful Guy
10 Honey Don't You Want A Man Like Me
11 Society Pages
12 Why Does It Hurt When I Pee?
13 Bobby Brown Goes Down
14 Zoot Allures
15 Sharleena
16 Lucille Has Messed My Mind Up
17 Advance Romance (1984)
18 Keep It Greasey
19 Ride My Face To Chicago
20 Carol, You Fool
21 Chana In De Bushwop
22 Joe's Garage
23 Hands With A Hammer
24 Charlie's Enormous Mouth
25 Cosmik Debris
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