I was painting a still this morning Of a throat lozenge on a copy of Tropic of Cancer The only thing weird it is that a year ago I never I'd paint anything again I decided I wasn't ever paint again It didn't bother me too much, dead David still alive, I don't need to paint
I painted over ten paintings Sad ones, ones, dark ones and light ones I've done and rich old ladies by their pools Wearing nothing but a I've painted everything there was to Now it was time to sit back, interviews Get on the internet, hang out at med Take stock of what I've
You know, the best I ever had was a dog It sounds like a cliche unless happened to you Some days that dog was the reason I even got out of bed That dog went everywhere me and then I heard the crack addicts Were stealin' dogs and selling for animal research It like an urban myth to me like the mouse in the Coke bottle But I leavin' her at home after that
You know, Paula was my wife for a She ran off to with the great grandson of Van Gogh A cartoonist who did graphics for Le Monde When left she took my dog, I never saw her again Except in the during the custody battle She won and got to the dog And I didn't speak to for months
You know sometimes it there's so much that you need Sometimes the world is upside it seems like the only thing you need Is someone's hand as you walk through town
I started hanging around Dino He used to run a poker back east Now he has a little coffee shop, cappuccino to his old pals Tommy, Chicago and Jimmy the Wig and Rose
You the best person I ever knew Was a Mormon woman Estelle She still calls me drunk few months And me stuff I don't want to talk about You can't talk to her long you're drunk yourself Then we go all
she goes, "Why baby, why baby, why baby, why Have you your back on love? You had so many Why you let 'em all go by?"
Well, one morning I was sitting out in of Dino's place With Jake the Shears, a guy from Philly who gives free There a couple of young painters, I was hopin' to come by So I give 'em some advice
Yeah, I was there updating my list of enemies When this girl walks in and the kind of stops out she drank the same tea as me Don't take than that to start a conversation sometimes She believed was the greatest of all the arts And was busy pictures of horses, next to ads for laundry soap to Mohammed Ali, she had a turquoise in her ear And said Rachmaninoff was always in her
But later that day I was trying to her to Jimmy the Wig I couldn't find any words and I realized I'd to sketch her chin Somehow it didn't look right, I scratched it out and it again I an entire pad, I threw it away, I never even came close
For a six days I sat at Dino's The rain quit and no one came in Finally on the day it cleared and in she walked I asked her to sit me and I bought her a cup of tea And I asked her to model for me That I was at a canvas She was wearing a yellow I if she let me, I'd get it right
painted over ten thousand paintings Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones, and ones But sitting there, it was like I couldn't even write my own I apologized and said, "It's been a few If you patience, I'll get the hang of it again" In the next few weeks, I painted her of times If I get the nose right, the too long If I get 'em both right, the is too thin But I keep after it and one day I, I'll get it all
I painted a still life this morning, of a lozenge Sitting on a of Tropic of Cancer The only thing was is that I never I'd paint anything again I think I go visit Estelle Utah mountains are good for the soul I'll my brushes and some Jack Daniels And we can up for lost time
And she said, "Why baby, why baby, why why? why have you turned your back on love You had so many Why you let 'em all go by?"
And she says, "Why baby, why baby, why why? Baby why have you your back on love You had so many Why you let 'em all go by?"
Sometimes it seems like so much that you need Sometimes the world is down Sometimes it like the only thing you need Is holdin' someone's as you walk through town