Ruthie-Ruthie

I, I can't see you, but I know that you're out there...

It's that little voice...

That same little voice at all of the concerts,

Of the guy in the back of the room

Okay...?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

A couple a years ago,

There was a guy that used to come

To all the concerts on the East Coast

I swore I heard him every night for a month

That he was somewhere in the audience

Anyway, it's this little voice, and he would say:

"Freak me out Frank!

Freak me out!

Freak me out Frank!"

Okay, here we go!

Arf arf! ?!?!?!?

Arf!

Ruthie-Ruthie

Where did you go?

Oh, Ruthie-Ruthie

Where did you go?

Last night, I tried to ... her

This burned Pennsylvania all ... your story

Right after Ruth got through barfin'

She pushed the tray out the door

She rocks me compassionate

Ruthie-Ruthie

Where did you go?

What could you do now,

What could you do?

Ruthie-Ruthie

Oh yeah

What did you do?

Ruthie had on a thin night gown

She wouldn't fill it everywhere

No no no no

She pushed the tray out the door

Some guy tried to come in

She kicked him in the nose

She said: "Oh oh oh oh!"

Ruthie-Ruthie

What did you do?

(Now, what did you do?

What did you do?

What did you do?)

Ruthie-Ruthie

(Ruthie-Ruthie

That was the best thing anybody could do)

What did you do now?

Well, we have another song for you

That goes far beyond Louie-Louie,

Ruthie-Ruthie, or even Brian-Brian

This song is so advanced

It takes us all the way from nineteen fifty-five

Directly to approximately nineteen fifty-seven,

Which is when it should have been written,

But actually it was written about nineteen seventy

This is a song,

We like to dedicate this song to Marty, our road manager,

Who has a fondness for the k-nine species

And the orifice attendant thereto