Art Of Me

she made art of me

she made my day

the spanish way



people came to see

the art of me

the disagree

between you and I-



can never walk

nor even talk

I'm bound to hang

on this masterpiece

I'll never find

within my mind, ...ind, ...ind



I was just a boy

she acted like decoy

and I became her toy



after shaking hands

captured by the glance

impressed by all the fans

by all the fans, by all the fans, by all the fans



I had never felt so weird before

when she left me hanging on the wall

all the love she gave to me came through her hands

all the love she gave to me came through her hands



oh I had a lovely woman back in all the early days

but I was crying she sailed away left the day

I found another on the train but she was in a haze

she had lost everything that she had earned on her lays

I got a job in a cafe behind the bar

but I was fired, took it all too far, too far



too much hip

got the pink slip

bought myself a razor

cut off the red feb

started jogging the next day

just to get in a good shape

looked at the trees, looked at the good babes

the good babes they were everywhere

but there was only one that I really wanted to get near, get near



she put me on a wheel-barrow

drove me to the gate

could not escape

much too late

the gate was real narrow

so she carried me home, carried me home, carried me home



I had never felt so weird before

when she left me hanging on the wall

all the love she gave to me came through her hands

all the love she gave to me came through her hands