art  of  me  -  kashmir

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

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