Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)   Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone, vocals)   George duke (keyboards)   Ruth underwood (percussion)   Tom fowler (bass)   Chester thompson (drums)      White juice on his beard   Well the booger man   White juice on his beard   Get down   White juice on his beard   The booger man   White juice on his beard   In my room   White juice on his beard   Look at the booger   White juice on his beard   Then he was gone   White juice on his beard   Wait three hours   White juice on his beard   Didnt sing no song   White juice on his beard   I said: what you're doing   None of your bizz   Said what you're doing   He said: none of your bizz   His pants were sticking through his leg   Talk about the booger man   His pants were sticking through his leg   Right over there   His pants were sticking through his leg   Oh the booger man   His pants were sticking through his leg   Had a bear   His pants were sticking through his leg   The booger man   Wonder why   They ate after six   Wonder why   I said: what you're doing   Wonder why   With you ole tricks   Wonder why   Oh lord the booger man   His pants were sticking through his leg   In my room   His pants were sticking through his leg   Damn little booger   White stuff on his beard   Till my noon   White stuff on his beard   What you're doing   White cream on his beard   In my bed   White cream on his beard   With that booger   His pants were sticking through his leg   Instead   His pants were sticking through his leg   Somebody find   Smell my beard is what he said   Somebody find, find, find   Smell my beard is what he said   Somebody find, find, find   Sho was good   Somebody made me do this      The booger man get on down   The booger man had a crown   On his head now   Cleaned his shoes   In his bed now, playin the blues, oh yeah. ah, lord.      George:   Personally I ain't got nothing against no boogers y'know every now and then you know . . .      Fz:   Yes, just listen to george all you boogers in the audience. this is georges plea.      George:   But see, what you have to remember that uh, in the final analysis, a booger to one is not a booger to all, he he . . . ain't that right, ain't that right?       Fz:   Thats right!      George:   Aint that right      George:   Please, get down ruth . . .      Napoleon: as chester would say:   A booger is in the eye of the beholder      George:   Sure is . . .