The Motel Lobby

Zappa Frank

Howard: Sure, man, and I'll go until two and I'm gonna 
be in there supporting 'em, in fact I'll sit in with 
those guys. I'm into it, I'll sing a little 'Blue Moon 
. . . ' 
Mark: Hey man . . .
Dick: Listen, this is a nice place, man, it's got a 
beautiful room . . .
Howard: Don't give me that man, it's plastic city, it 
bites, the guy behind . . .
Dick: Relax and enjoy some of the wo-, wonderments of 
nature . . .
Howard: No no no no, the guy behind the desk is a 
werewolf. You can't give me any of that, the chick over 
there's been dead for twenty minutes. I'm hip to this 
place, I've seen 'em in my sleep, man
Dick: Hey, listen, I've never seen you this way, man
Howard: No, man, I'm not keyed at all
Dick: You're unpleasant

Howard: I'm not unpleasant! I can't wait to sign the 
card and check into my little closet. Unpack my leather 
cape, hang it up on the wall, get out the washboard, 
put away my nitty books and get into it! I'm gonna go 
down and cruise in that lounge, man, I'm gonna have . . 
.
Dick: Watch this, it's right in there, just step right 
in
Howard: I'm gonna take a look

?: Hello, Frank . . .
Howard: Ooohoowwoh!
Mark: Hey, what is this, man? Is this the can-can room?
Howard: This place waits for us, man
Mark: This place waits us! Is there a piano?
Howard: There's a juke box with a lotta hokie country 
songs on it. I am coming in here and getting blotto in 
about ten minutes
Mark: Oh, man, me too!