"Call Any Vegetable" lyrics
Frank Zappa (The Mothers Of Invention) Lyrics
Cheesy, cheesy!
This is a song about vegetables. They keep you regular. They're real good for ya.
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Call it by name
(Call any vegetable)
Call one today
(Call any vegetable)
When you get off the train
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
Oh! The vegetable will respond to you
Some people don't go for prunes. I don't know, I've always found that if they...
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Pick up your phone
(Call any vegetable)
Think of a vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Lonely at home
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
That a vegetable will respond to you
Rutabaga
Rutabaga
Rutabaga
Rutabaga
Rutabay-y-y-y...
A prune isn't really a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable.
No one will know
If you don't want to let 'em know
No one will know
'Less it's you that might tell 'em so
Call and they'll come to you
Covered with dew
Vegetables dream
Of responding to you
Standing there shiny
And proud by your side
Holding your hand
While the neighbors decide
Why is a vegetable
Something to hide?
This is a song about vegetables. They keep you regular. They're real good for ya.
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Call it by name
(Call any vegetable)
Call one today
(Call any vegetable)
When you get off the train
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
Oh! The vegetable will respond to you
Some people don't go for prunes. I don't know, I've always found that if they...
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Pick up your phone
(Call any vegetable)
Think of a vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Lonely at home
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
That a vegetable will respond to you
Rutabaga
Rutabaga
Rutabaga
Rutabaga
Rutabay-y-y-y...
A prune isn't really a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable.
No one will know
If you don't want to let 'em know
No one will know
'Less it's you that might tell 'em so
Call and they'll come to you
Covered with dew
Vegetables dream
Of responding to you
Standing there shiny
And proud by your side
Holding your hand
While the neighbors decide
Why is a vegetable
Something to hide?
Writer(s): Frank Zappa
