Well it seems to play the same old piece to play along Cuz the audience never listened to her mermaid song That temptation was a sunny isle Where all that lives is dead Don´t choose its shadows To make your bed And behind that painted lady there´s a masterpiece Oh behind that painted lady she´s a masterpiece Oh but she don´t care to think so no she hasn´t got belief That´s what she´s wearing Over her face Singing oh Take me back to me Oh the original me Oh take me back to me And the original me And when the sun descends should be this one song cigarette And even down the road should be the last to leave your head And you´ll feel like you´re marooned upon that sunny isle instead Don´t choose its shadows To make your bed Oh take me back to you Oh the original you Oh take me back to you And the original you