A Montage, Part 3: Mother Letra

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Letra de A Montage, Part 3: Mother
The summer I turned fifteen I lied about my age
So I could join A.G.V.A., you know,

The night club union,
'cause I could make sixty dollars a week working
These strip joints outside Kansas City.
Worked this one club for about eight weeks straight
And I really became friendly with this stripper.
Her name was Lola Latores and her dynamic twin forty fours.
Well, she really took to me.
I mean, we did share the only dressing room and.
Anyway, she used to come
And pick me up and drive me to work nights.
Well, the neighbors would all be hanging outside of their windows,
And she'd drive up in her big pink Cadillac convertible and smile.

Goodbye twelve, goodbye thirteen, hello love.

Why do I pay for all those lessons
Dance for Gran'ma! Dance for Gran'ma!


Ba, ba da dah, ba da dah, ba da dah
My God, that Steve McQueen's real sexy,
Bob Goulet out, Steve McQueen in!
You cannot go to the movies until you finish your homework.
Park the car.
Stop pickin' your nose.
Oh darling, you're not old enough to wear a bra.
You've got nothing to hold it up.
Locked in the bathroom with Peyton Place.

Tits! When am I gonna grow tits
If Troy Donahue can be a movie star,
Then I can be a movie star

Little brat! That's what my sister was a little brat.
And that's why I shaved her head. I'm glad I shaved her head.
But then my father lost his job so we had to leave El Paso
And we wound up in St. Louie, Missouri.
It was the furthest thing from my mind to be a dancer,
But my mother would embarrass me so when she'd
Come to pick me up at school with all those great big yellow
Rollers in her hair no matter how much I begged her and she'd say:

"What are you, ashamed of you own mother"
But the thing that made my daddy laugh so much was
When I used to jump and dance around the living room, and

Please take this message to mother from me