Your Socks Don’t Match is one of those nice, easy-going jazz tunes with a nice sense of humor, the sort that used to be commonplace. I love the trade off between Jordan and Crosby, particularly the little asides each one tosses out. The song itself sort of lopes along at a gentle pace, making for a very enjoyable listen.
You can listen to the song below:
And of course, the lyrics:
We heard a chick just the other day
Cooling out her boyfriend in every way
She kept on squawking, full of complaints
Like she expected folks to be saints
She insisted that he look neat
So this was her complaint complete (report to the nation)
I like the dimple in your chin
I like the tricky way you grin
Still you ain’t no kind of catch (you know why don’t you?) (tell ‘em)
Doggone you son, your socks don’t match
The teeth you have are pearly white (all both of them)
Your lips are sweet and you pucker right
You’re the kind to lift my latch
But doggone you boy, your socks don’t match
The shoes you wear reveal your hose
One red and one bright blue
They’re total strangers and I suppose
You should introduce those two
You got two eyes of lovely blue
Cute little pug nose I go for too
Though you’re the best of all the batch
T’ain’t no use son, cause your socks don’t match
That’s a quick riff Satch, but your socks don’t match
Boy your lyle? is vile and your cotton is rotten
The shoes you wear reveal your hose
One red and one bright blue
They’re total strangers and I suppose
You should introduce those two
Oh, You got two eyes of lovely blue (keep talking Lou)
A Cute little pug nose I go for too (how did Hope get in here?)
Though you’re the best of all the batch
T’ain’t no use son, cause your socks don’t match
You got a red one, a blue one (that ain’t gonna do son)
Your socks don’t match
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