Frank Zappa - Later That Night

YOU SURELY MUST BE TRYING
TO BREAK THIS HEART OF MINE
I THOUGHT YOU KNEW I LOVED YOU
AND WE'D SHARE A LOVE SO FINE

BUT LATER THAT NIGHT
YOU THREW A PADLOCK ON MY DOOR
MY CLOTHES OUT ON THE STREET
'CAUSE YOU DON'T WANT MY LOVE NO MORE

AND I CRYYYD, I CRYYYD
I-I-I-I-I CRIED MY HEART OUT
CRIED MY HEART OUT
LATER THAT NIGHT

(SPOKEN) DON'T GO BABY, DON'T PUT ME OUT ON THE STREET. YOU THREW MY BEST SHARKSKIN SUIT OUT ON THE LAWN, RIGHT IN TOP OF SOME DOG WASTE (I HOLD IN MY HAND THREE LETTERS FROM THE STAGES OF YOUR FINE, FINE, SUPER FINE CAREER...) AND MY BEST WHITE SHIRTS WITH THE MR. B. COLLAR LAYING ALL OVER THE FRONT LAWN. WHERE'S MY CUFF LINKS? LEMME BACK IN DERE. DERE?

"HUFFA PUFFA, HUFFA PUFFA
THERE'S NO ROOM TO BREATHE I NHERE"

"THAT'S ALRIGHT, HONEY. YOU CAN COME
OUT THE CLOSET NOW"