Frank Zappa — A Token of My Extreme Vamp

George: What the? Heh heh heh George: [...] told him [...] wasn't gonna do him no good, but he kept insisting Heh heh heh Heh heh heh George: See that broad over there? Napoleon: I don't— George: She said— Napoleon: All she had to— George: All she had to do was— Napoleon: She doesn't— Heh heh heh Napoleon: If I had my choice— George: But, like, she wouldn't— Heh heh heh Napoleon: [...] Wait a minute! Heh heh heh Napoleon: I told ya [...] George: But— Napoleon: Listen here. I went up there the other day— George: Heh heh heh Napoleon: [...] everybody [...] Carrots are not gonna be served until they bring— Somebody George: I said, "Get down, Ruth!" Heh heh heh Napoleon: Ladies and gentlemen! Right now we'd like to introduce to you, all the way from Transylvania, by way of Cucamonga, California, came here in a Herbie-mobile, driven by Marty-marty-poo, ladies and gentlemen, I do present to you, right over here, in his brand new Sears and Roebuck's tweed, ladies and gentlemen, let's get together now and have a nice round of applause for Mr. Frank Zappa!