Lyrics:
Talma

Translation: Zappa, Frank. Tinsel-town Rebellion.

Translation: Villamil, Jorge. Tinsel.

From Madam Wong's to Starwood To the Whiskey on the strip You can hear the crashing, blasting strum Of bands that come to be real hip And get a record

: Turn off the light Let the day in You have no right To miss a thing Our smell lingers Through the words a girl heeds Let my fingers Lift your

: No vuelvas a decir jamas que has triunfado en la vida con cosas de fortunas o en cosas del amor Porque si apuestas una vez y pierdes la partida hoy

: Estamos otra vez en el mismo lugar sufriendo por lo mismo cuando vas a parar o viejo corazon te dejaste enganar se que vas a llorar Tenemos mala suerte

Bamboozled by love, Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan Bamboozled by love Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan The way that girl been carryin' on I swear

This girl is easy meat I seen her on the street See-thru blouse an' a tiny little dress Her manner indiscreet... I knew she was Easy, easy, easy meat

Baby baby why you cryin' Feeling sorry what she said Put down that rag, I told her then Don't wanna hear you cry again Dear heart, dear heart Tell me