verse 1 I want to lay my brushes down And put my pallet away Take off my smock And take off my beret I want to call it a day verse 2 For the sun?s gone down It?s time to light a candle Eight hours straight Is just what I can handle After that it doesn?t pay verse 3 So, serve up the cheese With the crackers and the wine I want to rid my mouth Of the taste of turpentine verse 4 I want 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 Instrumental Bridge Painting ain?t the only thing I like to do I like to dance Even like to sing Don?t you? Don?t you? Verse 5 So, come up to my attic If you?re happening by And when my work?s all done I will show you why Verse 6 First, we?ll drink to your health Then we?ll drink to mine Who knows what'll happen When we finish off that wine That?s all I gotta say Maybe we?ll make a little hay Outro