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Funky!
[...]
I've a story
In my heart to tell
Tell the world
In my heart to tell
All you people about love
Oh! Love
Will make your mind go wild
(Your mind go wild)
A year ago
Our hearts were happy and gay
Till that day
We fell in love
Without knowing it would stay
Oh! Love
Will make your mind go wild
(Your mind go wild)
But II'll
(But II'll)
Get along
(Get along)
Somehow
(Somehow)
My dear
(My dear)
After all
(After all)
I've got my own
(Got my own)
Life to live
Oh! Love
Will make your mind go wild
(Your mind go wild)
Oh, II'll
(But II'll)
Get along
(Get along)
Somehow
(Somehow)
My dear
(My dear)
After all
(After all)
I've got my own
(Got my own)
Life to live
Live
Live
Live
(Make your mind go wild)
Oh!
(Make your mind go wild)
Love
(Make your mind go wild)
Will make your mind go wild
(Make your mind go wild)
(Make your mind go wild)
Will make your mind go wild
(Make your mind go wild)
Love will make your mind
(Make your mind go wild)
Go wild
(Make your mind go wild)
Will make your mind go wild
(Make your mind go wild)
Oh, love
(Make your mind go wild)
Oh, love
(Make your mind go wild)
Love . . .
One, two, three, four . . .
Well, I'm blue
Baby, I'm lonely
Just as blue, baby
As I can be
Well, I ain't got me nobody in this
Take word of that Big world to care for me
Well, I'm leaving
Early in the morning
And it gonna gets I think I'm gonna catch me
That morning train
And I hope that you will pack your suitcase, little girl
And do the same old thing
Well, I wish
I was a catfish
Somewhere swimming
In the deep blue sea
Well, I will would have all the good looking pussy, don't you know
Sure 'nough, just a-fishing after me
Just a-fishing after me
Just a-fishing after me
Just a-fishing after me
Well, I went
To see my baby
Yes, and I sit down
On the her step
And she said, "Wait a minute, Frankie
My husband just now left
Well, he just now left
Well, he just now left"
Well, my mama
Run to my daddy
Just about three months
Before I was born
She said, "I I've got a boy child coming now
And He's a-gonna be a rolling stone"
Well, I wish
I was a catfish
Somewhere swimming
In the deep blue sea
Well, I will have all the good looking pussy, don't you know
Sure 'nough, just a-fishing after me
Just a-fishing after me
Just a-fishing after me
Just a-fishing after me
Well, I went
To see my babybabe
Yes, and I sit down
On her step
And she said, "Wait a minute, Frankie
My husband just now left
Well, he just now left"
"Would you come in and make yourself comfortable
Over here by the radiator
And those curtains with the big roses on 'em
Right over here by the Silvertone 45 rpm
Imitation stereo record player
Would you like a little [nurkie]nooky?
A little [nurkie]nooky?
Will you have a little package of [nurkie]nooky?"
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie, oo-wee!
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Let's get it while the getting is good
So good, so good, so good
Oo-ooh, oo-ooh
Oo-oo-wee, now
Annie doingAnnie, you ain't
[...]
My
Fooling me
Let my
head go round and round
And all my love go down, ow!
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Don't be ashamed
Work with me, Annie
Call my name
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Let's get it while the getting is good
So good, so good
She got to walk with the baby
Instead of me
Talk to the baby
Instead of me
Sing to the baby
Instead of me
Cling to the baby
Instead of me
Now I know, Annie
You understood
That's what a-happen what'll happen when the getting get good, ow!
I would be so delighted!
My my-my-my
Cryin'!
Mmm-mmh . . .
I'm cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' for Sharleena
Don't you know?
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
Where she done went
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been
Cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' for Sharleena
Can't you see?
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
Where she done went
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been
Ten long years I've been lovin' her
Ten long years
And I thought deep down in my heart
She was mine
Ten long years I've been lovin' her
Ten long years
I would call her my baby, and now
I'm always cryin'
Well, I would be so delighted (my my-my-my-my)
I would be so delighted (my-my!)
If they would just
Send her on home to me
Well, I would be so delighted (mm-mm-mmh)
I would be so delighted (yeah, yeah)
If they would just
Send her on home to me
Send my baby home to me (aaah)
Send my baby home to me (ooh)
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me (ooh) . . .
FZ: One, two, three . . .
FZ: One, two, three, four . . .
Aynsley: Shouldn't it— [...] just start with boom, boom . . .
FZ?: Okay.
Dick Kunc?: "Love Will Make Your Mind Go Wild." 4.
I've a story
In my heart to tell
Tell the world
In my heart to tell
All you people about love
Oh! Love
Will make your mind go wild
A year ago
Our hearts were happy and gay
Till that day
We fell in love
Without knowing it would stay
Oh! Love
Will make your mind go wild
Your mind go wild
But II'll
Get along
Somehow
My dear
After all
I've got my own
Life to live
Oh! Love
Will make your mind go wild
Oh, II'll
Get along
Somehow
My dear
After all
I've got my own
Life to live
Live
Live
Love, love
Will make your mind go wild
Love
Will make your mind
Make your mind
go wild
Love will make your mind go wild
Oh, make your mind go wild
Love, love
Oh, will make your mind go wild
?: Get out.
FZ: Okay.
Dick Kunc?: "Chunga's Revenge." 2.
Aynsley: Could you switch the drums up a bit [...]?
Dick Kunc?: Drums louder.
FZ: One, two, three, one, two, three . . .
Dick Kunc?: "Sharleena." 3
FZ: One, two . . . One, two, three, four . . .
I would be so delighted!
I would be so delighted!
I would be so delighted!
I would be so delighted!
I'm cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' for Sharleena
Don't you know?
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
Where she done went
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been
Cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' for Sharleena
Can't you see?
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
Where she done went
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been
Ten long years I've been lovin' her
Ten long years
And I thought deep down in my heart
She was mine
Ten long years I've been lovin' her
Ten long years
I would call her my baby, and now
I'm always cryin'
Well, I would be so delighted (my my-my-my-my)
I would be so delighted (my-my!)
If they would just
Send her on home to me
Well, I would be so delighted (mm-mm-mmh)
I would be so delighted (yeah, yeah)
If they would just
Send her on home to me
Send my baby home to me (aaah)
Send my baby home to me (ooh)
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me (ooh)
Send my baby home to me
Send my baby home to me (yeah)
Send my baby home to me
FZ: Wonderful.
Hey, now, work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Let's get it while the getting is good
So good, so good, so good, so good
Annie, please don't cheat
Give me all I need
Oo-ooh, oo-wee
So good to me
Work with me, Annie
Let's get it while the getting is good
So good, so good, so good
All the hugging and kissing
Annie, I've been missing
Ow oo-oo-wee
So good to me
Work with me, Annie
Let's get it while the getting is good
So good, so good, so good
Oo-ooh, oo-ooh
Oo-oo-wee, now
Annie, you ain't
Fooling me
Let my head go round and round
And all my love go down, ow!
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Don't be ashamed
Work with me, Annie
Call my name
Work with me, Annie
Work with me, Annie
Let's get it while the getting is good
So good, so good
She got to walk with the baby
Instead of me
Talk to the baby
Instead of me
Sing to the baby
Instead of me
Cling to the baby
Instead of me
Now I know, Annie
You understood
That's what'll happen when the getting get good, ow!
Wo-o-ah!
?: That long part that you changed, does it come first? Does that long part come first?
FZ: Long part.
?: Chunga!
FZ: We're rolling.
Dick Kunc?: "Twinkle Tits." Take 1.
FZ: One, two, three, one, two, three . . .
Dick Kunc?: "Twinkle Tits." 2.
Dick Kunc?: "Twinkle Tits." Take 2.
FZ: One, two, three, one, two, three . . .
Dick Kunc?: Okay. We're rolling on take 1.
?: Wait a minute.
Dick Kunc?: Take 1 of uh, whatever it is.
FZ: One, two, three, four . . .
FZ: Rolling?
Dick Kunc?: Take 1. "Bass And Drums."
[...]
Dick Kunc: "The Clap." 8.
FZ: One, two, three, four . . .
FZ: One, two, three, four . . .
All compositions by Frank Zappa except as noted