I want to paint a picture
Botticelli style
Instead of Venus on a clam
"You are the air my flowers breathe"
I'd paint this flower child
He calls, and the ladies turn around
On the first day of Spring I'm looking at the only joy around
He's the only joy around The only joy I found
The Spanish steps are crowded
The only joy in town
Dead pan sideBunch of bodies brooding there
Hustling vacant stares
This fool in a flower crown
Making all the more exceptional
On the first day of Spring
I'm looking at the only joy in town He's the only joy around
The only joy I found
The only joy in town The Botticelli black boy
With the fuchias in his hair
On the first day of Spring
Is breathing in women like oxygen
On the Spanish stairs
In my youth I would have followed him
All through this terraWe'd dance and sing
And be the only joy around The only joy in town
We'd be the only joy around
All day
He's the only joy I've found
At night these streets are empty Where does everybody go
In Roman candle glow
Where are the brash and tender rooms
Where are Fellini's circus'
La Dolce Vita clowns
On the first day of Spring
At the only joy in town
I'm looking He's the only joy around
The only joy I found
The only joy in town.
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