Ronnie’s Booger Story Songtext
von Frank Zappa
Ronnie’s Booger Story Songtext
We lived in a little room, man, it was, it was probably a fourth as big as, as your livin′ room, Frank
And uh, every time we picked a booger we'd flip it on this one window
Or wipe it there if we couldn′t flip it there, you know?
And uh, I guess Dwight stayed with me for about, 'bout seven months, wasn't it? Six months?
And uh, every night we′d contribute, you know? Two or three or four boogers, you know?
And when he left, uh my mom knew what was goin′ on all the time
But we thought we had her hoodwinked
She was smarter than we, what, than what we were
And she made us clean 'em off, you know? We used Ajax and-and we couldn′t get them thin-
We had to use a-, had to use a putty knife, man, to get them damn things off the window
You couldn't even see out the window with all them boogers, man
I′m not kiddin' you, and it was big ones too, and there was little
And there was some goober ones that weren′t even hard man
You'd just smear 'em, young ones
It′s like fro- you know you′ve seen frosted glasses
That window was just like a frosted glass with spots all over it, you know?
And uh, it wa- it was no good, although, th-that was the good old days, though
And uh, every time we picked a booger we'd flip it on this one window
Or wipe it there if we couldn′t flip it there, you know?
And uh, I guess Dwight stayed with me for about, 'bout seven months, wasn't it? Six months?
And uh, every night we′d contribute, you know? Two or three or four boogers, you know?
And when he left, uh my mom knew what was goin′ on all the time
But we thought we had her hoodwinked
She was smarter than we, what, than what we were
And she made us clean 'em off, you know? We used Ajax and-and we couldn′t get them thin-
We had to use a-, had to use a putty knife, man, to get them damn things off the window
You couldn't even see out the window with all them boogers, man
I′m not kiddin' you, and it was big ones too, and there was little
And there was some goober ones that weren′t even hard man
You'd just smear 'em, young ones
It′s like fro- you know you′ve seen frosted glasses
That window was just like a frosted glass with spots all over it, you know?
And uh, it wa- it was no good, although, th-that was the good old days, though
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