The Breeders
The Breeders - When I Was A Painter lyrics
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Heard stories of [name] Twenty hours later I fill the room With bad sex and bad tea Go, go, go *2 When I was a painter I painted you well Too bad I have to die You brought the essentials, perversion appeal And many lovers at one time Go, go, go *2 On and on, on, on In side lakes of [name] I've been Heard stories of [name] Twenty hours later I fill the room With bad sex and bad tea Go, go, go *2 On and on, on, on