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Ready-Mades Lyrics

Wendy Wetlip stares from a poster
Ignoring the drawing adorning her smile
Her lover has shuffled away
Looking the other way
Ronnie the raincoat hangs out in a bookstore
He's never seen his own wife in the nude
Somebody called him depraved
But think of the money he saved
Dwarf on a moped speeds through the park
To Kilroy's Renaissance, the Temple of Art
Signs with a flourish, then makes it his own
Pockets his pencil, and slyly rides home

Annual c**tural African dancers
Bereft Isabella in rubber thigh boots
A man was arrested today
For something he put on display
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