I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
Frightened by the devil
And drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
Remember when you told me love got lost, you say it baby
If I had you girl, I'd be touching your soul
Part of you boils under me
Come on baby let's go
You're in my blood like holy wine, so bitter
So sweet, I drink a case of you
Still be on my feet, still be on my feet
Paroliers : Joni Mitchell
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