[Verse 1]
When I first saw your gallery
I liked the ones of ladies
Then you began to hang up me
You studied to portray me
In ice and greens
And old blue jeans
And naked in the roses
Then you got into funny scenes
That all your work discloses
[Chorus 1]
"Lady, don't love me now I am dead
I am a saint, turn down your bed
I have no heart," that's what you said
You said, "I can be cruel
But let me be gentle with you"
[Verse 2]
Somewhere in a magazine
I found a page about you
I see that now it's Josephine
Who cannot be without you
I keep your housе in fit repair
I dust the portraits daily
Your mail comes hеre from everywhere
The writing looks like ladies'
When I first saw your gallery
I liked the ones of ladies
Then you began to hang up me
You studied to portray me
In ice and greens
And old blue jeans
And naked in the roses
Then you got into funny scenes
That all your work discloses
[Chorus 1]
"Lady, don't love me now I am dead
I am a saint, turn down your bed
I have no heart," that's what you said
You said, "I can be cruel
But let me be gentle with you"
[Verse 2]
Somewhere in a magazine
I found a page about you
I see that now it's Josephine
Who cannot be without you
I keep your housе in fit repair
I dust the portraits daily
Your mail comes hеre from everywhere
The writing looks like ladies'
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