- Album: Reality   - Lyrics and music by Jonathan Richman       Swinging on the back poarch   Jumping off a big wall   Pablo's feeling better now   Hanging by his fingernails    Swinging on the back poarch   Jumping off a big line   Pablo's feeling better now   Hanging by his fingernails      Well, some people try to pick up girls and they get called assholes   This never happened to Pablo Picasso   The girls would turn the color of a juicy avacado   When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado   He could walk down your street, girls could not resist his stare   So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole   Not like you   Wow!    Swinging on the back poarch   Jumping off a big wall   Pablo's feeling better now   Hanging by his fingernails      Swinging on the back poarch   Jumping off a big wall   Pablo's feeling better now   Hanging by his fingernails      He could walk down your street and girls could not resist his stare   Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole   Well, the girls would turn the color of a juicy avacado   When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado   Well, he was only 5'3" but girls could not resist his stare   Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole   Not in New York   Wow!    Swinging on the back poarch   Jumping off a big wall   Pablo's feeling better now   Hanging by his fingernails      Swinging on the back poarch   Jumping off a big wall   Pablo's feeling better now   Hanging by his fingernails