Frank Zappa - Road ladies lyrics

Artist: Frank Zappa

Title: Road ladies

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Don't it ever get lonesome?

yeah!

sure gets lonesome

Don't it ever get sad when you go out on the road?

oh, there was one time in Minneapolis.. when I thought I had the clap for sure

Don't it ever get lonesome?

whoa-ho!

lonesome ain't the word

Don't it ever get sad when you go out on a thirty day tour?

You got nothing but groupies and promotors to love you

and a pile of laundry by the hotel door.

Don't it ever get lonesome?

Don't it ever give a young man the blues?

Don't it ever get lonesome?

Don't it ever make a young man wanna go back home?

When the P.A. system eats it,

And the band plays some of the most terriblest shit you've ever known.

Don't you ever miss your house in the country

and your hot little mamma too?

Don't you ever miss your house in the country

and your hot little mamma too?

Don't you better get a shot from the doctor for what the

Road Ladies do to you.

I know someday I will never,

I'll never go out on the road again.

I know someday I will never,

I ain't gonna roam the country side.

No more.

I'm gonna hang up them ol' holiday inns

and heal my knees up, from when I was doin' it on the floor

See me doing it!

See me doing on the floor

Don't you ever miss your house in the country

and your hot little mamma too?

Don't you ever miss your house in the country

and your hot little mamma too?

Don't you better get a shot from the doctor for what the

Road Ladies do to you.