Letra Conehead de Frank Zappa original
Conehead, she ain't really dumb She's just a Conehead, 'tater chip crumbs all over her face Is there any more beer stashed away at her place? She's just a Conehead, she can't help herself She's a Conehead kind of a girl Pitch her a ring, that is the thing that's getting her hot-uh A hoop or a ring goin' over the top of her Conehead She is from a small town in France And she's a Conehead kind of girl, kind of guy That's what she gives me is-uh Ooh! Conehead When she's on her knees, the point is so high (High) I keep sayin' please keep it out of my eye, 'cause she's a Conehead She's a Conehead kind of girl, kind of guy, kind of a girl thing Saturday night, you're home alone The TV lights up as her dad comes home He's been workin' all day at the drivin' school In a stupid-lookin' hat that he uses to fool the people of Earth Who might get back if they knew he was really from Remulak Where the Conehead, people are from Where the Conehead, people go to When the Conehead, people are done With their Conehead, things that are fun Connie the Cone is dressed real neat like a teen-age girl from down the street But mom 'n dad they don't approve Carbohydrates is all they groove Connie's eye has a tiny tear but they rinse it away with a case of beer A bag of chips and fibreglass Her diet's a riot, I can't keep quiet, I'd love to try it but I think I'll pass To eat that kind of stuff they pack (Yes they're packing it) you'd have to be from Remulak Where the Conehead, people are from Where the Conehead, people go to When the Conehead, people are done With the Conehead, things that are fun Where the Conehead, people are from Where the Conehead, people go to When the Conehead, people are done With the Conehead, things that are fun Where the Conehead, people are from Where the Conehead, people go to When the Conehead, people are done With the Conehead, things that are fun Where the Conehead, people are from Where the Conehead, people go to When the Conehead, people are done With the Conehead