Now beauty lies
With tears in her eyes
In the cold shadow of
A Picasso of love
And Classical art
Is all in the dark,
But I can't let go
Of beauty I know
And paint on instead
Her beautiful head
Sitting on a beach
Looking like a peach.
In sunshine or gale
She won't even sell
It's a crying shame
She's left in the rain
And with a sad sigh
I say goodbye!
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