Artist

She thinks of herself as an artist
 She walks to the show like a queen
 Her demeanour is slick
 And she can turn you down with a flick
 Of her fingers if she feels it
 She thinks of herself as a lady
 She walks down the aisle with grace
 And her hair falls down her neck
 And she might even give you a peck
 On the lips if she feels it
 She thinks of herself as an artist
 Oh she is an artist
 
 She thinks of herself as an artist
 She walks to the show like a queen
 Her demeanour is slick
 And she can turn you down with a flick
 Of her fingers if she feels it
 She thinks of herself as a lady
 She walks down the aisle with grace
 And her hair falls down her neck
 And she might even give you a peck
 On the lips if she feels it
 She thinks of herself as an artist
 Oh she is an artist
 
 She thinks of herself as an artist
 She walks to the show like a queen
 Her demeanour is slick
 And she can turn you down with a flick
 Of her fingers if she feels it
 She thinks of herself as a lady
 She walks down the aisle with grace
 And her hair falls down her neck
 And she might even give you a peck
 On the lips if she feels it
 She thinks of herself as an artist
 Oh she is an artist