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My art school with your palette-knives and brushes,
Painted face, egyptian eye-brows and red lips
Pale make-up, tight black skirts like juliette greco
And there's me quoting chat up lines
From proust, jean cocteau and jean-paul sartre

Sitting by a gasfire in a bedsit
The art school quotes william blake and she rolls a joint
And I think "oh oh, I've scored", to make myself at home
But the room starts moving as she to get me stoned

I close my eyes and give in, the goes in a spin
My lips are dry, I wander with a ridiculous grin
I grovel on the floor, I think "yeah I think I can her"
Then I wake up and I've been kissing the refrigerator

Art school with creative grand illusions
My pad at the ready, my eager charcoal in my hand
Boring the world for with political theories
Just to impress anyone who listens my art school babe
Just puts another inch of on her face

And she to me:
"arty farty, you'll fool your auntie
Who knew you when you your nose and wet your pants"
How did she know
farty, I try to throw a party
To impress my peers I struck a creative

Art school cat, ah, I was on a mission
I made my play for my art school
By jazz tunes with words by furlinghetti
I thought I was so cool,
But I was really such an obvious, pretentious, irritating fool
For my art babe