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Ween SKETCHES OF WINKLE Lyrics

Last updated: 02/25/2008 10:00:00 AM

Well she danced like a floozie in a hot tub of guava
Achin' round the scene, you know he's hip to her mantra
He was a meditative hooker all strung-out on Sinatra
Sketching van Winkle like there ain't no tomorrow

I saw van Winkle show up on the scene
I can't remember when I saw that's he's been doing all those
Sketches of Winkle -- crying through the heavens in a fit of rage
Sketches of Winkle -- keeping little pumas 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
Achin' Ronnie's bitch always doin' his bitchin'
Stephen finally went and bought a new pair of mittens
Mean Ween cut me and he said he was kidding

I saw van Winkle show up on the scene
I can't remember when I saw that's he's been doing all those
Sketches of Winkle -- crying through the heavens in a fit of rage
Sketches of Winkle -- keeping little pumas 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 van Winkle -- Rip Rip Rip van Winkle

Thanks to Riptides van Sketches for submitting SKETCHES OF WINKLE Lyrics.



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