Sketches of Winkle

Lyrics for Sketches of Winkle

Well, she danced like a floozy in a hot tub of guava Eggy ran the scene, you know he's hip to her mantra He was a meditative porker all strung-out on Sinatra Sketchin' Van Winkle like there ain't no tomorrow I saw Van Winkle show up on the scene I bled from my elbows when I saw that he's been doin' all those Sketches of Winkle, cryin' to the heavens in a fit of rage Sketches of Winkle, keepin' little Pumice locked up in a cage Sketches of Winkle, I think I love her, but she don't love me Sketches of Winkle, why don't she love me, dude? (I don't know) Well, she drained all the fluid from the sink in the kitchen Eggy wanted veggies, all he's doin' is bitchin' Steven and Sandy went and bought a new pair of mittens Mean Ween cut me and he said he was kiddin' I saw Van Winkle show up on the scene I bled from my elbows when I saw that he's been doin' all those Sketches of Winkle, cryin' to the heavens in a fit of rage Sketches of Winkle, keepin' little Pumice locked up in a cage Sketches of Winkle, I think I love her, but she don't love me Sketches of Winkle, why don't she love me, dude? (I don't know) Rip Van Winkle, Rip, Rip, Rip Van Winkle Rip Van Winkle, Rip, Rip, Rip Van Winkle, Rip Rip Van Winkle, Rip, Rip, Rip Van Winkle