Brandy (You're A Fine Girl) - Looking Glass

When you took me home You knew who you were taking Not some Debbie Debutant Standing in an apron, fryin' up your bacon My house and my mouth And my mind get kinda trashy I've never been to jail But hell, I wouldn't put it past me So, if you want the girl next door Some Virgin Mary metaphor Your cardboard cut-out on the wall Your paper or your Barbie doll With perfect hair and perfect dress I'm really just the perfect mess And I ain't nothing less or nothing more So, baby if you want the girl next door Then go next door and go right now And don't look back, don't turn around And don't call me when you get bored Yeah, if you want the girl next door Then go next door Sorry I ain't sorry But I ain't your Marsha Brady If I ever met her I bet she'd probably hate me 'Cause you'd wanna date me My heart and my head And my bed can get real twisted And you wouldn't be the first To think you're gonna go and fix it So, if you want the girl next door Some Virgin Mary metaphor Your cardboard cut-out on the wall Your paper or your Barbie doll With perfect hair and perfect dress I'm really just the perfect mess And I ain't nothing less or nothing more So, baby if you want the girl next door Then go next door and go right now And don't look back, don't turn around And don't call me when you get bored Yeah, if you want the girl next door Then go next door The thing that turns you on Is what you'll wanna change But you have a better chance Of slowing down a train If you want the girl next door Some Virgin Mary metaphor Your cardboard cut-out on the wall Your paper or your Barbie doll With perfect hair and perfect dress I'm really just the perfect mess And I ain't nothing less or nothing more So, baby if you want the girl next door Then go next door and go right now And don't look back, don't turn around And don't call me when you get bored Yeah, if you want the girl next door Then go next door

Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, vocals) Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals) Steve Vai (rhythm guitar, vocals) Warren Cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals) Denny Walley (slide guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals) Peter Wolf (keyboards) Bob Harris (keyboards, trumpet, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Arthur Barrow (bass, vocals) Vinnie Colaiuta (drums) Well, yeah, well Oh yeah She was a fine girl She could get down wit de get down All de way down She do yer laundry She change a tire Chop a little wood for de fire Poke it around... if it died down Oh yeah She was a fine girl She go up in the mornin' She go down in the evenin'...all de way down She do the dishes If you wishes Silverware too Make it look brand new... when she get through Oh yeah She was a fine girl Outa this world Well, yeah, well, yeah, well, yeah, well Oh yeah She was a fine girl She could get down wit de get down All de way down She do your laundry She change a tire Chop a little wood for de fire Poke it around... if it died down Oh yeah She was a fine girl With a lovely smile With a bucket on her head Fulla water from de well She could run a mile Oh yeah She wouldn't spill a drop It'd stay on top Her head was kinda flat But her hair covered that She was a fine girl Didn't need no school She was built like a mule With a thong sandal Well, wasn't no kinda job she could not handle She could get down... wit de get down All de way down We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town... We need some more like dat...

(Kamal A La) (Kamal A La) My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat" She got a body and a batty on Tell back it up, don't trip, don't trip She wanna tic-toc if you got time If you not got time then take time Slow whine when she's whining to the rhythm Brown and peng like Bueno Batty jiggle-jiggle like jello Hello, what's good? Baby, where you from doe? I'm a dark skin nigga from the Congo Na lobaka Lingala soki o yoki te With a little French mon chérie Un jour ont va pas My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat" My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat" Got bruddas dat bang AC's Little niggas trapping in a bando Stack notes, act broke, manna lowkey Mad ting see her, oh manna comfy No ten toes if I'm on my Jack Jones If I'm on my Jack Jones, yeah, mi haffi smack him Right foot, left foot, make man crumble Bands come quick make a big man stumble But manna don't do dat gang shit (what?) Need to get the mulla and a bad bitch, yeah Yeah, she bad, badder than bad, na-nana It's all mad, it's all mad Your catting for the cattys but your catty's on man Dingalingaling, that's the money calling That's the money calling me My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat" My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat" Good vibes and real niggas in my circle Need a pretty lady, not a thotty baby Got one eye on your chick, call me Fetty Wap Yeah, now I got her screaming, yeah baby Good vibes and real niggas in my circle Need a pretty lady, not a thotty baby Got one eye on your chick, call me Fetty Wap Yeah, now I got her screaming, yeah baby My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef, gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat" My bros trap for the money, get busy in the bando Chief Keef, gang bang, that's gang doe, ayy Fine girl, fine girl, Mamacita Tell her "Come, come take a seat"

I promise you're not wasting (wasting) anybody's time (anybody's time) And all the things they've told you are so goddamn rough, I understand They said your friends will hurt you And your friends don't really care You told me you're their daughter And they treat you this way just to keep you safe So, please listen clearly, I love you dearly It hurts to see you so torn apart like this Another sleepless night to laugh about the times we tried to die With heavy eyes, I'll stay awake with you And we'll keep us alive when the morning comes In here, you'll be okay When your heart breaks, I'll be beside you So, please stay here with me Breathe in, like waves on a glass beach I stopped taking calls for the first time, then I cut off my phone line And took the Highway One for nowhere south When Yuki said I should just call up family and tell them how I felt No one who loves you should make you feel so unsafe No, no one who loves you should make you feel alone In here, you'll be okay And when your heart breaks, I'll be beside you So, please stay here with me Breathe in, like waves on a glass beach Blood in your veins The blood on your hands So stop it, you're fucking hurting her Can we forget about the places that we should be? We don't have to go home today I'll sleep on a million couches if we have to, to keep us both safe Until we can take back the years they've stolen from us We'll always live like we're hopeless kids But when we're with all our friends Can we just pretend that no one can hurt us? 'Cause hey, I love you, okay? It's so hard to say that I fucking need you too Tonight, when they close their eyes Look up to the sky and climb up the moonlight It's ours, the moon and the stars They'll forget who we were and we'll be together again Sleep 'til the sun sets Sleep 'til the sun sets Sleep 'til the sun sets The summer sun sets