“Your Auntie Grizelda” Lyrics

She knows her mind alright, your Auntie Grizelda
She says she knows my kind, she might may be so, ha ha
Whoa yeah, she’s raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda
You only know the things she wants you to know

I know she’s havin’ a fit
She doesn’t like me one little bit
No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda

You can’t begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda
She couldn’t budge a smile—ee!—and do it for free
Whoa yeah, she’s raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda
So proper judging others over her tea

Ya look just like her you do
I know by looking at you
That you’ve been listening to your Auntie Grizelda

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Oh no, don’t look at me like Auntie Grizelda
It takes much more to be someone of your own
You’ve got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda
Or just like her, you’ll have to make it alone

I know she’s havin’ a fit
She doesn’t like my butt, ha ha
No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda

Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda
Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda
Grizzle da, grizzle da
Grizzle da-da da-da
Grizzle da-da da-da
Da-da da da

Davy: Thank you very much. Alright.


Sources

  1. The Monkees: The Day-by-Day Story of the ’60s TV Pop Sensation (2005), Andrew Sandoval, p. 303.