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