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[Verse 1]
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Now Picasso said in 1910, I'm gonna paint me a mandolin
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It could be cubes it could be curves
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I like to mix paint with nerve
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I load my brush and fire away

Paint me a hole in the light of day

[Chorus]
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Well you can play it straight or play it from left field
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You got to play it just the way you feel
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Come on boys, play it again
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Play it on Picasso's mandolin

[Verse 2]
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Well it's colouring books and drinking wine
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It's hard to stay between the lines
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There ain't no rule if you don't break it
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There ain't no chance if you don't take it
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The damdest thing he'd ever heard

Was trying to learn a thing from a Mockingbird

[Chorus]
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Well you can play it straight or play it from left field
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You got to play it just the way you feel
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Come on boys, play it again
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Play it on Picasso's mandolin

[Verse 3]
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Now Picasso said before he died
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There's one more painting I'd like to try
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Well the doctor held is breathe and then
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Picasso nailed a mandolin
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He was born in Spain and died in France

He was not scared of baggy pants

[Chorus]
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Well you can play it straight or play it from left field
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You got to play it just the way you feel
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Come on boys, play it again
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Play it on Picasso's mandolin

[Outro]
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Play it straight or play it from left field
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You got to play it just the way you feel
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Come on boys, play it again
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Play it on Picasso's mandolin