Maya, My Asafoetida Senorita

As many already know, the original words in the melody for Paul McCartney's Yesterday was "Scrambled Eggs". When the melody for Maya came out of me, I was making a delicious Indian lentil soup with a tarka of oil, red chilies, cumin and asofoetida. It is my favorite soup in the world. Everyone should have the tarka in their repertoire. I am a big fan of asafoetida, named "the devil's herb" in some languages. It has a sneaky and lovely stink. Kind of like a unrequited love.

On a lentil-full stomach, I strummed the guitar and somehow put the words My Asafoetida Senorita to the melody I hummed while cooking earlier. Like McCartney, I thought it would be a temporary fill-in until something more suitable and likely surfaced. However, the replacement never came. I finished the song about Maya, the exotic woman in my fantasies: long black hair, brown eyes, artistic, strange, intelligent, my friend, and the kind of woman who would use asafoetida. Of course, to keep it as close to reality as possible, she is ignorant of my desires and I am too chicken to do anything about it...and that stinks.

Maya, My asafoetida senorita X 4
Do you notice my sighs with your brown eyes?
Its me thinking of all these dumb rhymes.

Maya, my o' my, I like your spice, care to share?
Maya, my friend, your blazing heat is hard to bear.
Maya, my illusions are of amour, not of granduer.

How do I wedge open her mind
so she doesn't see the space between?
Only the parallel lines connecting
her and me.

Her and me X 3

Maya, my eyes photo your sepia hair.
Maya, my knees buckled I could use a chair.
Maya, my my my, where do you get your exotic flair?

How do I wedge open her mind
so she doesn't see the space between?
Only the parallel lines connecting
her and me.

Her and me X3

Maya, My asafoetida senorita X 4
My my my my my my my...
My my my my my my my...
My my my my my my my...
My my my my my my my...
Asafoetida senorita
My my my my my my my
Asafoetida senorita

Do you notice my sighs with your brown eyes?
Its me thinking of all these dumb rhymes.

I like darker complexions on women, what can I say? I like black hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, and everything else. I am currently in one of the whitest states in the United States, Vermont. Perhaps that is why I felt compelled to write a song about my fictional Maya. It took me a while to come up with a suitable name for the role of "Maya". I chose Maya because 1)she is a Hindu goddess that represents illusion and magical arts and 2)it could be a Japanese woman's name. (what a great link!) Having an Indian connection was critical for me because asafoetida is mostly used on Indian subcontinent. Including the Japanese connection was a happy bonus, since I had lived there so long and I found so many Japanese women beautiful.

This song goes out to that Chinese girl Govinda & I met in Zhenjiang, China. We were at a club. She was wearing a silver-sequined black baseball cap with a netted back over her straight black hair, and she was breathtakingly beautiful. She is my Maya.