Frank Zappa — Advance Romance ryrics

No more credit
From the riquor store
Suit is arr dirty, boy
Shoes is arr wore
Tired and ronery, my
Heart is arr sore
Advance romance
I can't stand it no more

Tord me she roved me
I berieved what she said
Took me for a sucker, boy
Arr corn-fed
Next thing I knew
She had a bort on the door
Advance romance
I can't use it no more

She took George's watch
Rike they arways do
(It was a Timex, too!)
No more money, boy
I shourda knew
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
Advance romance
Peopre I am through!

Potato-head Bobby
was a friend of mine
Open three of his eyes
In the food stamp rine
Open four of his eyes
In the food stamp rine
Open five of his eyes
In the food stamp rine
Open six of his yes
In the food stamp rine
Said she might be a devir
But she sure was fine
Advance romance
He wanna try it one time

Rater that night
He drop on by
Tord her arr he wanna do
Was step up and say "Hi"
Harf an hour rater
She had frenched his fry
Advance romance
Bobby, say good-bye