Art Lover

Ray Davies, released on Give the People What They Want, © Davray Music Ltd. 1981

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Sunday afternoon there's something special

It's just like another world.

Jogging in the park is my excuse

To look at all the little girls.

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I'm not a flasher in a rain coat,

I'm not a dirty old man,

I'm not gonna snatch you from your mother,

I'm an art lover.

Come to daddy,

Ah, come to daddy,

Come to daddy.

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Pretty little legs, I want to draw them,

Like a Degas ballerina.

Pure white skin, like porcelain,

She's a work of art and I should know

I'm an art lover.

Come to daddy,

And I'll give you some spangles.

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Little girl don't notice me

Watching as she innocently plays.

She can't see me staring at her

Because I'm always wearing shades.

She feeds the ducks, looks at the flowers.

I follow her around for hours and hours.

I'd take her home, but that could never be,

She's just a substitute

For what's been taken from me.

Ah, come to daddy, come on.

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Sunday afternoon can't last forever,

Wish I could take you home.

So, come on, give us a smile

Before you vanish out of view.

I've learned to appreciate you

The way art lovers do,

And I only want to look at you.

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