Paul Mccartney Picasso's Last Words
The grand old painter died last night
His paintings on the wall
Before he went, he bade us well
And said goodnight to us all
Drink to me, drink to my health
You know I can't drink any more
Drink to me, drink to my health
You know I can't drink any more
3 o'clock in the morning
I'm getting ready for bed
It came without a warning
But I'll be waiting for you, baby, I'll be waiting for you there
So drink to me, drink to my health
You know I can't drink any more
Drink to me, drink to my health
You know I can't drink any more
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Drink to me, ho, hey, ho
