Frank Zappa - Conehead lyrics

Conehead she ain't really dumb she's just a
Conehead 'tater chip crumbs
All over her face is there any more beer
Stashed away at her place? She's just a
Conehead she can't help herself
"She's a Conehead kind of a girl "
(Ha ha ha) pitch her a ring
That is the thing that's getting her hot uh
A hoop or a ring
Goin' over the top of her Conehead
"She is from a small town in France
'N she's a Conehead kind of a girl
Kind of guy"
That's what she gives me is uh Oooh!
Conehead when she's on her knees
The point is so high (High)
I keep sayin' please
Keep it out of my eye, cause she's a
Conehead (She's a Conehead kind of a
Girl, kind of a guy, kind of a girl-thing)
Saturday Night you're home alone
The TV lights up as her dad comes home
He's been workin' all day
At the drivin' school
In a stupid-lookin' hat that he uses to fool
The people of Earth who might get back
If they knew he was really
From Remulak, where the
Conehead people are from, where the
Conehead people go to, when the
Conehead people are done with their
Conehead things that are fun

Connie the Cone is dressed real neat
Like a teen-age girl from down the street

But Mom 'n Dad they don't approve
Carbohydrates is all they groove
Connie's eye has a tiny tear
But they rinse it away with a case of beer
A bag of chips 'N fiberglass
Her diet's a riot i can't keep quiet
I'd love to try it but I think I'll pass
To eat that kind stuff they pack
(Yes, they're packin' it)
You'd hafta be from Remulak, where the
Conehead people are from, where the
Conehead people go to, when the
Conehead people are done with the
Conehead things that are fun, where the
Conehead people are from, where the
Conehead people go to, when the
Conehead people are done, with the
Conehead things that are fun, where the
Conehead people are from, where the
Conehead people go to, when the
Conehead people are done with the
Conehead things that are fun, where the
Conehead people are from, where the
Conehead people go to, when the
Conehead people are done with the conehead