Positively Van Gogh

[Verse 1]

When I'd ask why the painting was deadly

Nobody could pick up my sign

'Cept for the cook, she was always friendly

But she'd only ask, "What's on your mind?"

She'd say that especially when it was raining

I'd say "Oh, I don't know"

But then she'd press and I'd say, "You see that painting?

Do you think it's been done by Van Gogh?"

[Verse 2]

The cook she said call her Maria

She'd always point for the same boy to come forth

Saying, "He trades cattle, it's his own idea

And he also makes trips to the North

Have you ever seen his naked calf bleed?"

I'd say, "Oh no, why does it show?"

And she'd whisper in my ear that he's a half-breed

And I'd say, "Fine, but can he paint like Van Gogh?"

[Verse 3]

I can't remember his name he never gave it

But I always figured he could go home

Til when he'd gave me his card and said, "Save it"

I could see by his eyes he was alone

But it was sad how his four leaf clover

Drawn on his calling card showed

That it was given back to him a-many times over

And it most definitely was not done by Van Gogh

[Verse 4]

It was either she or the maid just to please me

Though I sensed she could not understand

And she made a thing out of it by saying, "Go easy

He's a straight, but he's a very crooked straight man."

And I'd say, "Does the girl in the calendar doubt it?

And by the way is it Marilyn Monroe?"

But she'd just speak softly and say, "Why you wanna know about it?"

And I'd say, "I was just wondering if she ever sat for Van Gogh."

[Verse 5]

It was either her or the straight man who introduced me

To Jeanette, Camilla's friend

Who later on falsely accused me of stealing her locket and pen

When I said "I don't have the locket"

She said "You steal pictures of everybody's mother I know"

And I said "There's no locket

No picture of any mother I would pocket

Unless it's been done by Van Gogh."

[Verse 6]

Camilla's house stood on the outskirts

How strange to see the chandeliers destroyed

While [?] beneath the velvet carpet

Of fox hunts and love far before