Crew slut de Frank Zappa

Central scrutinizer:
but one night, at the social club meeting
mary didn't show up . . .
she was sucking cock backstage at the armory
in order to get a pass
to see some big rock group for free . . .
Larry:
hey hey hey all you girls in these
industrial towns
i know you're prob'ly gettin' tired
of all the local clowns
they never give you no respect
they never treat you nice
so perhaps you oughta try
a little friendly advice
and be a crew slut
Hey, you'll love it
be a crew slut
it's a way of life
be a crew slut
see the world
don't make a fuss, just get on the bus
crew slut
add water, makes its own sauce
be a crew slut
so you don't forget, call before midnite tonite
the boys in the crew
are just waiting for you
You never get to move around
you never go nowhere
i know yer prob'ly gettin' tired
of all the guys out there
you always wondered what it's like
to go from place to place
so, darlin', take a little ride
on the mixer's face
be a crew slut
just follow the magic footprints
be a crew slut
hey, you'll love it
be a crew slut
it's a way of life
i ain't gonna squash it
and you don't need to wash it
crew slut
hey, i'll buy you a pizza
crew slut
of course i'll introduce you to warren
the boys in the crew
are only waiting for you
Larry:
well you been to alabama, girl,
'n georgia too
'n all the boys in the crew
is bein' good to you
i know you're sayin' to yourself
"this is the way to go"
'cause when you need a little extra
they will give you some mo'
'cause you're the crew slut
Mary:
i'm into leather . . .
Larry:
that's good
Road crew chorus:
crew slut
Larry:
a lot of the boys in the crew
love leather . . .
Mary:
and rubber . . .
Road crew chorus:
crew slut
Larry:
yeh, they like rubber too . . . shrink-tubing
with a hair dryer . . .
Road crew chorus:
trade your spot on the bench
for a guy with a wrench
and be a crew slut
Mary:
ha ha ha . . .
Larry:
you like that, huh?
Road crew chorus:
crew slut
Larry:
i told you you'd love it . . .
it's a way of life
Road crew chorus:
the guys in the crew
have got a present for you
Mary:
a present for me?
Larry:
we got a present for you
Mary:
whaddya got?
whaddya gonna give me?
Larry:
it looks just like a telefunken u-47
you'll love it . . .
Mary:
with leather?
Central scrutinizer:
eh errr, eh eh . . . this is the central scrutinizer again . . .
and so mary was enticed away from joe
by an evil barbarian with a wrench in his pocket
lured into a life of sleazery
with the entire road crew of some
famous rock group
(i don't know whether it was really toad-o . . . i don't know . . . i'll check it out)
Again we see
music
causing
big trouble