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Frank Zappa

Montana

 

Montana

(album: Over-Nite Sensation - 1973)


[backing vocals Tina Turner & The Ikettes]

I might be moving to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss

Raising it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
That I can sell uptown

By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raising my lonely
Dental Floss

Raising my lonely
Dental Floss

Well I just might grow me some bees
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
To somebody else... but then, on the other hand I would

Keep the wax
'N melt it down
Pluck some Floss
'N swish it aroun'

I'd have me a crop
An' it'd be on top (that's why I'm moving to Montana)

Moving to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
Moving to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune

I'm plucking the ol'
Dennil Floss
That's growing on the prairie
Plucking the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
Afternoon...

I'm riding a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He's a good hoss
Even though
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way

I'm plucking the ol'
Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks

I'm gonna find me a horse
Just about this big,
An' ride him all along the border line

With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand

By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raising my lonely
Dental Floss

Raising my lonely
Dental Floss
Raising my lonely
Dental Floss

Well I might
Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleaming
In the moon-lighty night

And then I'd
Get a cuppa cawfee
'N give my foot a push...
Just me 'n the pygmy pony
Over by the Dennil Floss Bush

'N then I might just
Jump back on
An' ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana

Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Moving to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)

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