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I want to lay my brushes down And put my paller away take off my smock And take off my beret I want to call it a day For the sun's gone down It's time to light a candle Eight hours striaght is more than I can handle After that it doesn't pay So serve up the cheese with the crackers and the wine I want to rid my mouth of the taste of turpentine Iwant to get a little drunk, fatten up my head find me a good book and take that book to bed And read until the break of day Painting ain't the only thing I like to do I like to dance even like to sing, don't you? Don't you? SongtexteSo come up to my attic if you're happening by And when my work's all done I will show you why First we'll drink to your health, then we'll drink to mine Who know what will happen When we finish off that wine That's all I got to say Maybe we'll make a little hay Aus Songtexte Mania