"Sketches Of Winkle" lyrics

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
Sketching 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's 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 doing is bitchin'
Steve 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's 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