Sy Borg Songtext
von Frank Zappa
Sy Borg Songtext
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium leg
I beg
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium leg, dude
Little wires
Pliers, tires
They turn me on
Maybe I′m crazy
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I′m crazy
Mon
Gee, Sy
And this is a real groovy apartment you've got here
All government sponsored recreational services are clean and efficient
This is exciting
I never plooked a tiny chrome-plated machine
That looks like a magical pig with marital aids
Stuck all over it, such as yourself before
You'll love it
It′s a way of life
Does that mean maybe later you′ll plook me
If you wish, we may have a groovy orgy
Just me and you?
I share this apartment with a modified gay Bob doll
He goes all the way
Ever try oral sex with miniature rubberized homo-replica?
No, ah, not yet
Ah, is this him?
This is him
Your wish is his command
He likes you
He wants to kiss you always
Just tell him what you want
Really? Hi, little guy
Think I might get a tiny, but exciting blow-oo-ow job
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Blow job
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium cob, dude
Bend over
Gay Bob
Blow-oo-ow job
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Blow job
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium cob
You'll love it
It looks just like a TeleFunken U-47
Little leather cap
And trousers
They look so gay
Warren just bought some
Warren just bought some
Warren just bought some, hmm-mm-mm
Hey
Bob is tired
Plook me now
You savage rascal
Eh! That tickles
You are a fun person
I like you
I want to kiss you always
Gee, this is great
How′s about some bondage and humiliation?
Anything you say, master
Oh no, I don't believe it
You′re way more fun than Mary
You're plooking too hard
And cleaner than Lucille
Plooking on me
What have I been missing all these years?
Too hard
Sy
Too hard
Sy
Plooking too hard
On me-e-
Speak to me, oh no
The golden shower must have shorted out his master circuit
He′s, he's, oh my God
I must have plooked him, hey, to death, hey
This is the central scrutinizer
You have just destroyed one model XQJ-37
Nuclear Powered Pan - Sexual Roto - Plooker
And you're gonna have to pay for it
So give up, you haven′t got a chance
But I, I-I-I-I-I
I can′t pay
I gave all my money
To some kinda groovy religious guy two songs ago
Come on out son
Between the two of us
We'll find a way to work it out
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium leg
I beg
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Sy Borg
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium leg, dude
Little wires
Pliers, tires
They turn me on
Maybe I′m crazy
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I′m crazy
Mon
Gee, Sy
And this is a real groovy apartment you've got here
All government sponsored recreational services are clean and efficient
This is exciting
I never plooked a tiny chrome-plated machine
That looks like a magical pig with marital aids
Stuck all over it, such as yourself before
You'll love it
It′s a way of life
Does that mean maybe later you′ll plook me
If you wish, we may have a groovy orgy
Just me and you?
I share this apartment with a modified gay Bob doll
He goes all the way
Ever try oral sex with miniature rubberized homo-replica?
No, ah, not yet
Ah, is this him?
This is him
Your wish is his command
He likes you
He wants to kiss you always
Just tell him what you want
Really? Hi, little guy
Think I might get a tiny, but exciting blow-oo-ow job
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Blow job
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium cob, dude
Bend over
Gay Bob
Blow-oo-ow job
Gimme dat
Gimme dat
Blow job
Gimme dat
Give me de chromium cob
You'll love it
It looks just like a TeleFunken U-47
Little leather cap
And trousers
They look so gay
Warren just bought some
Warren just bought some
Warren just bought some, hmm-mm-mm
Hey
Bob is tired
Plook me now
You savage rascal
Eh! That tickles
You are a fun person
I like you
I want to kiss you always
Gee, this is great
How′s about some bondage and humiliation?
Anything you say, master
Oh no, I don't believe it
You′re way more fun than Mary
You're plooking too hard
And cleaner than Lucille
Plooking on me
What have I been missing all these years?
Too hard
Sy
Too hard
Sy
Plooking too hard
On me-e-
Speak to me, oh no
The golden shower must have shorted out his master circuit
He′s, he's, oh my God
I must have plooked him, hey, to death, hey
This is the central scrutinizer
You have just destroyed one model XQJ-37
Nuclear Powered Pan - Sexual Roto - Plooker
And you're gonna have to pay for it
So give up, you haven′t got a chance
But I, I-I-I-I-I
I can′t pay
I gave all my money
To some kinda groovy religious guy two songs ago
Come on out son
Between the two of us
We'll find a way to work it out
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