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Said that I'd meet you
At the Berkeley Marina
3 AM when no one will be found
All I got in mind
Is a Boone's Farm jug of wine
Smash a bottle in
I'd really like to be a part of her show!
Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot.
An artist she may be, but a genius she is not.
She says she
Your body has got to admit, that hey you're a starving artist
Squeeze your body as tight as a fist
And say hey you're a starving artist man
You're
Yo, think I just found the first artist I'm gonna sign to DTA Records
This kid's next, his name is jxdn
Hit me back, peace
artists, they were on the run
I got them out to California
One was gifted and the other was fun
Merchants will always be merchants, of course
But
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
the show
and on came the MC
when he said there was a special guest artist
I knew just what I wanted to be
Special guest artist
Special guest artist
Blue sing la lune sing lagoon
Visions are making me stay
The artist pretending it's art
The question is where do you pay
Unpack my case one more
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
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of Paris
we were part of some artist's design
Dearest Esmeralda, you are magic
In the gray around me how you shine
Oh oh, how you shine
I gaze at Your moon and Your stars
Mounted like jewels in their setting
I know You are the fascinating artist who fashioned it all
When I look up
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skin
And when I feel it, you're wearing thin
But I've got a plan
Why don't you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer
Yo, I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra
Early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall
Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the Rhodes
See the Walt
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