Gourds You Must Not Know Lyrics

(Jimmy Smith)

what’s the matter Alice? ain’t you in love?

do the backstroke in your clawfoot tub

remember all those little creeps down in the hole

no way well alright then what’s got you down?

neurotransmitters all sputtered with gold

wild javelinas rankin’ best in show

you’re gonna hit me but it sounds like to me

she has a little bit of that self help aisle fatigue

i won’t buy from Sanchez i will purloin sneak up on anyone in my congress boots

nicked from a booth on old Portabello

gonna throw it all in the van with the hot solar panels

hey Alice ain’t you down the road

month worth of bed-head and the shakes in your robe

it’s but a funk and that’s all i gotta say to

oh yeah, this fella Sanchez he’s lookin’ for you

you must not know…