Road Ladies
Frank Zappa

Blues in A

Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on the road?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on a thirty day tour?
You got nothing but groupies and promoters to love you
And a pile of laundry by the hotel door

Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever give a young man the blues?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man want to go back home?
When the P.A. system eats it,
And the band plays some of the most terriblest shit you've ever known

CHORUS:
Don't you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mamma girl?
Don't you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mamma girl?
Don't you better get a shot from the doctor
(For) What the Road Ladies do to you?

I know someday, I will never
I'll never go out on the road again
I know someday, I will never
I ain't gonna roam the country side no more
I'm gonna hang up them old Holiday Inns
And heal my knees up from when I was doing it on the floor
See me doing it! See me doing it on the floor!