Frank Zappa - Stink-Foot (a little hygiene lesson)

[Paha Sapa]

As always, nothing but top-flight musicianship throughout the band. And that Frank could sure play a mean guitar. Always remember, ' The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe'. Fine words to live by.

In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the water
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the mornin'
By your radio
Do the walls close in to suffocate ya
You ain't got no friends...
An' all the others they hate ya?
There's the life you been leadin' gotta go
Well, lemme straighten you out
About a place I know...
Get your shoes 'n socks on people because it's right aroun' the corner!
Out through the night an' the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep the Imaginary Diseases
Out through the night an' the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep the Imaginary Diseases
This must be the disease for you
Now scientists call this disease Bromhidrosis
But us regular folks who might wear tennis shoe
Or an occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of stinkfoot
Y'know, my python boot was too tight
I couldn't get it off last night
A week went by, an' now it's July
I finally got that sucker off an' my girl-friend cried
"You got stinkfoot
Stinkfoot, darlin'
Your stink foot puts a hurt on my nose!
Stinkfoot, stinkfoot
I ain't lyin'
Can you rinse it off, d'you suppose?"
Here Fido, Fido
Come here little puppy, bring the slippers
"Arf, arf, arf!"
Sick
Well, then Fido got up off the floor an' he rolled over
An' he looked me straight in the eye
An' you know what he said?
"Once upon a time"
"Somebody say to me, " this is a dog talkin' now
"What is your Conceptual Continuity?"
"Well, I told him right then, " Fido said
It should be easy to see
The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe
Well, you know
The man who was talkin' to the dog
Looked at the dog an' he said: (sort of staring in disbelief)
"You can't say that!"
He said, "It doesn't, 'n you can't!
I won't, 'n it don't!
It hasn't, it isn't, it even ain't
'N it shouldn't
It couldn't!"
He told me no, no, no!
I told him yes yes yes!
I said, "I do it all the time
Ain't this boogie a mess!"
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites
The poodle chews it
The poodle by-ee-ites ...
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Frank Zappa
Stink-Foot lyrics © Munchkin Music Co