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

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

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

Art school chaps with grand illusions
My pad at the ready, my eager charcoal in my hand
Boring the world for hours with political
Just to impress anyone who while my art school babe
Just puts inch of make-up on her face

And she to me:
"arty farty, never fool your auntie
Who knew you when you picked your nose and wet pants"
How did she that?
Arty farty, I try to throw a
To impress my peers I a creative stance

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