Music

I've Got To Know Her

drumkit - gerald dowd
bass guitar - mike fredrickson
electric guitar and vocal - robbie fulks
trumpet - b.j. cord
trombone - raphael crawford
sax - nate lepine
organ and piano - chris neville

This is written from the point of view of someone like my oldest son, someone ready to leave the land of carnal adventure and enter the hallowed kingdom of the contractually monogamous. Time to trade in the Biblical knowing of every woman for the actual knowing of one.

Lyrics

I’ve gotta get a wide telephoto lens
And point it at my so-called friends
Blow it up till I can find
A figure on the edge
The girl your drunken friends don’t dare disturb
I’ve got to know her

High time I cleared the static from my head
And these freeloaders from my bed
Love’s a crooked enough highway
God only knows
Knows what could be lurking around the curve
I’ve got to know her

All of a sudden
There she stood in bold outline
Body for the loving
A spirit shaped to fit to mine
Now I see, oh how I had it wrong
The endless need for sex
Is needless and complex -- you know I've

Gotta look at where I've lain
With any luck it’s a surface stain
I can’t exactly go back now
Can't enact a change
Just by rearranging the furniture
I’ve got to know her

Now I see, oh how I had it wrong
And the small things that I missed
With the butt-end of my fist -- oh I can't

Let my limit be defined
By some cynic with an axe to grind
It’s time we let the backdrop down
Time we took the stage
Off-book, unafraid
Youth is on the wane
And the sweet days of summer are over
I’ve got to know her

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