she made art of me   she made my day   the spanish way      people came to see   the art of me   the disagree   between you and I-      can never walk   nor even talk   I'm bound to hang   on this masterpiece   I'll never find   within my mind, ...ind, ...ind      I was just a boy   she acted like decoy   and I became her toy      after shaking hands   captured by the glance   impressed by all the fans   by all the fans, by all the fans, by all the fans      I had never felt so weird before   when she left me hanging on the wall   all the love she gave to me came through her hands   all the love she gave to me came through her hands      oh I had a lovely woman back in all the early days   but I was crying she sailed away left the day   I found another on the train but she was in a haze   she had lost everything that she had earned on her lays   I got a job in a cafe behind the bar   but I was fired, took it all too far, too far      too much hip   got the pink slip   bought myself a razor   cut off the red feb   started jogging the next day   just to get in a good shape   looked at the trees, looked at the good babes   the good babes they were everywhere   but there was only one that I really wanted to get near, get near      she put me on a wheel-barrow   drove me to the gate   could not escape   much too late   the gate was real narrow   so she carried me home, carried me home, carried me home      I had never felt so weird before   when she left me hanging on the wall   all the love she gave to me came through her hands   all the love she gave to me came through her hands