Painted Ladies

Ian Thomas

I remember setting out just to see what I could see

Streetcars rolling by and airplanes flying high they all meant nothing to me

No one ever looked my way or knew that I was there

I kept walking and the rain kept raining

Until all the streets were bare



Ooh ooh feeling fine mama

Painted ladies and a bottle of wine mama

Ooh ooh Feeling good mama

They took my money like I knew they would

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City lights were shining on me through my window pane

I kept thinking 'bout the day when I'd be home again

Rocking chairs and summer fairs and swimming in the sea

I kept drinkin', sinkin' 'till there was nothing left of me



Ooh ooh feeling fine mama

Painted ladies and a bottle of wine mama

Ooh ooh feeling good mama

They took my money like I knew they would

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