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From Frank Zappa's album: Bongo Fury

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 & pockin^, up
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In front of the juke box
Like she had true religion, boy
Like she had true religion

She^,s two hundred years old
Hoy hoy, 200 years old
Half of this, none of that,
One-fifty oh squattin^,
Yeah-ah, ain^,t she got
Religion now, boy
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