Music and lyrics by jo davidson



On cherry road house 1202

There's an interesting woman who paints male nudes

She spreads their legs til it's almost crude

And she paints a full frontal

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The men in the neighborhood think she'd warped

She does what men have done for centuries in the name of art

She has her reasons but she cannot say

Who could understand anyway



Some of her models have gorgeous physiques

Some have bodies that look quite weak

Some make her lust and laugh and cry

Some are to live for some are to die



They feel her anger like a torrid rain







She positions her models that they feel her pain



She undoes shirts and undoes pants

She unzips zippers with the bare of her hands

She sees their bodies and it makes her whole

As she laughs at the state of her soul



Rage is the palette passion the brush

The canvas shutters when it feels her touch

Black is the beauty blue is the pain

And she mixes the two like the clouds mix rain



On cherry road house 1202 there's an

Interesting woman who paints male nudes

She spreads their legs til it's almost crude

And she paints a full frontal

View.