In the shadow of Picasso

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!