Frank Zappa - Magdalena lyrics

There was a man a little ole man
Who lived in Montreal with a wife and a kid
And a car and a house and a teenage daughter
With a see-thru blouse
Who loved to grunt and ball
And her name was Magdalena

The little ole man came home one night
To his house in Montreal
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight and threw her up
Against the wall (BLUE CROSS)
Magdalena, my daughter dear
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near my daughter dear
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near i work so hard


Don't you understand making maple syrup
For the pancakes of our land
Do you have any idea
What that can do to a man
What that can do to a man?
Do you have any idea
What that can do to a man
What that can do to a man?

The little ole man
With the grubby little hand
Who lived in Montreal was drooling a bit
As he reached for her tit
And he said to himself: "This gonna be it!"
But the girl turned around
And said: "Go eat shit!"
And ran on down the hall
Right on, Magdalena! My daughter dear
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near my daughter dear
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near i work so hard
Don't you understand making maple syrup
For the pancakes of our land
Do you have any idea?
What that can do to a man
What that can do to a man?
Do you have any idea?
What that can do to a man
What that can do to a man?

Magdalena, don't you tease me like this
Right in the hallway with your
Blouse and your tit's
If your mommy ever finds us like this
She'll call a lawyer
Oh how mom will be pissed

Doodle doodle doodle duh-duh dee uh
Doodle doodle doodle duh-duh dee uh

Magdalena, Magdalena, Magdalena, Magdalena
Daughter of the smog-filled winds
Of Los Angeles
I'd like to take you in the closet
And take off your little clothes
Until you're virtually stark raving nude
Spread mayonaise and kaopectate all
Over your body
And take you down to Hollywood Boulevard
And we can, we can walk down the streets
By the stars that say John
Provost and Leo G carrol together, Baby
We can go dancing up at the Cina Grill
Can't you see it: Frank Pernell and
Us, until dark don't you understand, my Baby
I didn't mean, I didn't need
I mean it was so hard for me i
Just i saw you standing under the
Shell pest strip late last
Night, in the light
With your little nipples protruding
Through your little
See-thru thingieand I just said 'My
God, my god
I gave my sperm to this thing'and now
I just, oh you got me so hard, I just
I don't know what to
Do Magdalena, don't you understand? So
I grabbed you - but, but don't
Hold it against me - I mean
Your mom will never know
Baby and I wantcha to come back
To me i mean do
You understand me? i want you
To i'm down on my
Knees to ya, Magdalena i wantcha
Ta walk back to me
Baby i wantcha to turn around by
The Sparkletts machine that's it! that's
It! in the little chartreuse hallway with
The little neon Jesus picture
On the wall and I want you to step, Baby
I want you to walk back in your f
Ive inch spike heels that
You got at Frederick's
Same time you and your mommy
Got that crotchless underwear
Last year for the christmas and I want you to
Stroll back to me, Baby walk back Baby
Don'tcha understand me Baby i want
You to walk back i'm down on bended
Knees, Baby i'm gonna, I'm gonna
I wanna take off your little trainig
Bradon't you understand me i'm gonna
Take off you little maroon
Hot pants i'm gonna get down on my knees
Baby don'tcha
Understand what I'm saying to you your mom
Will never know she's playing bridge
With the girls and you and I
You and I will baby, it's just you and I
Don'tcha understand we can
Make love all night long nobody will ever
Know come on, Magdalena! please
Little girl walk back to your
Daddy what did I do that was so wrong?my god
I was only following the sexual impulse
Like I heard on the
Johnny Carson Showfrom a book
Or something I wrote
I didn't know what I was doingi
Got carried away walk bac
K, oh please, to your daddy! come
On, Magdalena to your daddy
Baby your mom will never know
Come back to you daddy!