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200 Years Old (Unedited Version) - SA3 Remaster

Words and Music © 1975 by Frank Zappa Published by Munchkin Music (ASCAP) I do not own the copyright to this material, and do not make any claim on it, the audio and visual (where applicable) copyright belong to their respective owners. (All rights reserved by the copyright owners. This non-profit fan-made video is solely to promote awareness and interest in the artists and the music.) FAIR USE "Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use." I do not own the rights to this material, I use it only for promotional-cultural use, if the video is a copyright problem I will immediately delete it. Lyrics: 200 Years Old I was sitting in a breakfast room in Allentown, Pennsylvania Six o'clock in the morning Got up too early, it was a terrible mistake Sittin' there face-to-face with a 75¢ glass of orange juice about as big as my finger And a bowl of horribly poured-shortening corn flakes And I said to myself, "This is the life… " She's 200 years old So mean, she couldn't grow no lips She's 200 years old So mean, she couldn't grow no lips (Boy, she'd be in trouble if she tried to grow a mustache) Where’s the stumbler gonna go to watch the lights turn blue? Well right down the village inn Squatting’ down and popping’ up by the jukebox Aww, that’s what a stumbler’s gonna do Talking’ about Talking’ about me and you What’s this scumbag gonna do? She's 200 years old Squatting down And poppin' up in front of the juke box Like she had true religion, boy She's 200 years old Squattin' down Poppin' up front o' the juke box Just like she had true religion, boy Hoy, Hoy, it's 200 years Half of this, none of that 150, oh squat, yeah, oh, she now Ohh, She got religion now, boy Oh, she's 200 years old Oh, she’s so mean She just, she just can't grow no lips Squat down So mean she can't grow no lips 200 years old, whaddya mean she can't grow no lips… Squattin' down Poppin' up 'n down at the juke box OWW! She got the true religion, boy Boy Those who play this: Frank Zappa : Guitar, Lead Vocal, Producer Captain Beefheart : Vocals, Harmonica George Duke : Piano Tom Fowler : Bass Chester Thompson : Drums Engineered by Kerry McNabb