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If you can't be it, baby

Look away, you're painted smile
Look away, you're painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile
Wipe away your painted
a dream
If you can't be it, baby

Look away, your painted smile
Look away, your painted smile
Oh, wipe away your painted smile
Wipe away your painted
lost to me now forever 
They smile for someone else 

Funny, how looks can be deceiving 
But she`s not easily 
Painted from memory 

You`d think
lost to me now forever 
They smile for someone else 

Funny, how looks can be deceiving 
But she's not easily 
Painted from memory 

You'd think
lost to me now forever 
They smile for someone else 

Funny, how looks can be deceiving 
But she`s not easily 
Painted from memory 

You`d think
And the scene is bathed in beauty and glory
Transformed by love's sweet embrace
The hands of the Savior, erased all my sorrow
And painted this picture of grace
with no complications
'Cept thinking of Mama sometimes in dreams.

Stand by the drawbridge, waiting for barges
Waiting around for smiles from
you said 'I love you'
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you cared

I hear their talk
Flash a smile like an alligator
Move her hips like a generator
All over town like an oil spill
If there's meat on the bone she'll wag her tail
She's there waiting at the gate Painted by the dawn.
She's there waiting at the gates as the velvet Night sky is torn.
She says Good Morning, I
She's there waiting at the gate painted by the dawn.
She's there waiting at the gates as the velvet night sky is torn.

She says good morning, I
She wasn't young
But she was still a child
There still was innocence
In her painted smile
She called to me
As I passed her by
Lady of the night
to have you painted in the company of angels
Only to find you flirting anew with Chico Marx and perverted Engels

The patron saint of television smiles
and Tanqueray
Stay in the mix like Alezay
V.I.P., my shit parked valet
On the prowl again to get hunnies familiar with the smile again
Some try to assault
You'll never need a reason to pretend
A simple smile is all I ask
The smile you hide behind your painted mask
Somewhere between a stranger and a friend
to reach me
Somewhere to begin

Now I'm a woman
I can tell by the look in your eyes
We're no strangers
I can tell by the way that you smile

I've
Sing a song for sorrow

'Cause we've all been painted my numbers
We dance and eyes will follow
You said it was love
I got what I need to get by
There's a river running sweat right through our land,
Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand
And I've taken just as much as I can stand
Oh,
late to reprimand
See through this worn disguise
I'll be wearing until the end

Look at the smile they painted on my face
Hiding the truth you know
There she goes, she's a lonely one,
She wears a strange painted on smile.
She's caught in the middle,
And she's waited for a long, long while.
There
and Tanqueray
Stay in the mix like Alezay
V.I.P., my shit parked valet
On the prowl again to get hunnies familiar with the smile again
Some try to assault
many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big
and Tanqueray
Stay in the mix like Alezay
V.I.P., my shit parked valet
On the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again
Some try to assault Dre,
I saw a man who could laugh about his scars

He said, I got shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman
I got hog-tied by a hustler in Ohio
I got
long ago,
When she used color carelessly, painted his portrait
A thousand times, or maybe just his smile,
Her and her canvas would follow him wherever he