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