Testo 200 Years Old – FRANK ZAPPA

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Testo della canzone 200 Years Old di FRANK ZAPPA
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I was sittin’ in a breakfast room in Allentown, Pennsylvania,
six o’clock in the morning, got up too early, it was a terrible mistake…
sittin’ there face-to-face with a 75 cent glass of orange juice
about as big as my finger and a bowl of horribly foreshortened cornflakes,
and I said to myself: This is the life! . . .

She’s two hundred years old
So mean she couldn’t grow no lips
Boy, she’d be in trouble if she
Tried to grow a mustache

She’s two hundred years old
Squattin’ down

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