War Paint - Forever Beautiful

	  		
Intro 
(Helena Rubinstein speaking) 
C     G                             C 
These portraits ... they trap me in amber. 
They will not age. 
They will live forever. 

verse 1 
        C 
My Dali dear, 
That mad surrealist, 
              F 
He made me beautiful 
D 
Forever Beautiful 
Db           E 
My eyes like gems, 
C                    D 
Notice, please, each tiny lash 
Ab                   C 
Would you believe he painted with his own mustache? 

verse 2 
C 
Raoul Dufy, 
            Ebm 
A brilliant colorist 
          B      D 
He made me beautiful 

Forever Beautiful 
Db           C 
A few deft strokes 
Poppy red and iris blue 
Ab                                          G     C 
In my small way I do know something of this too 

verse 3 
C 
Made women glorious, Made women glamorous 
                                           F 
Used all my art to halt the march of time 
  D                Gb 
I slowed it down a bit, 
            F 
There is no stopping it, 
    Gb                              F 
But in a painting it is always your prime 
B        F 
Right? 

verse 4 
          C 
Tamara de Lempicka 
She was bisexual 
            Ebm 
You see her love for me, 
D 
But it's sub-textual 
Db          C 
My lifelong fight 
Is to keep my figure trim 
Ab                                       C 
But now I eat 'cause Giacometti keeps me slim 

Bridge 
(First man speaking) 
C 
Seven guest rooms. When was the last time she even had a visitor? 

(Second man speaking) 
She's old, and scared. 

(First man speaking) 
B 
Wouldn't you be? 

verse 4 
Ab 
Good, go then, you money men 
  Ebm             Bbm 
I read your beady eyes: 
Ebm                Ab 
'Vain old lady all   alone 
   Db            C       Bbm 
In bed until she dies 

Verse 5 
Bbm 
I admit, 
                              C      Ab 
I am a little bit afraid to me-et death, 
           D               Bbm 
But with brilliant eye for art, 
     G    D 
When I depart, 
       B 
I'll cheat death 

Verse 6 
Db 
With my Picasso 
His early cubist years 
           Gb 
I posed no clothes with him, 
               Ebm 
Thank God, who knows with him? 
Bbm                           Db           Ebm 
He says 'Your ears are like elephant in size 
           G              Db                    Ab      Db 
I say from you, well, who can tell from ears or eyes? 

Verse 7 
Db 
When I was girl of eight, 
        G 
My papa sneered at me 
    Ab              Db            C 
A plainer face he'd never seen before 
          G 
I said to hell with fate, 
              Db 
I'll mold my destiny, 
Ab                                         Db 
Packed my satchel and walked right out the door 


Verse 8 
        Db 
From discontented life 
Ab        Db 
Without a cent I was 
                                  C 
Became a name the world could not ignore 

Verse 9 
      C 
I reinvent my life 
         B 
As every artist does 
      Bbm 
I had nothing, I knew nothing 
       G                      Gb 
I only know there must be something more 
Ab   E 
So much more 

verse 10 
Db 
Look at them all 
                 E 
Their light will never dim 
Db                       Gb 
If death should come for me, 
F 
They bar the door on him 
                 Db 
Though flesh may fade, 
Bbm                  Db 
Canvas lives immortally, 
                                              C 
And there I'll hang from now through all eternity 


verse 11
            D 
Who gives a damn? 
No children visit me 
             Ab     G 
These are my pro-ge-ny 
Each an exquisite me 

verse 12 
B 
Who says I'm old? 
D            G 
I look at my life so far 
E 
And I am beautiful, And I feel beautiful 
C       D 
Forever beautiful 
B                         Ab  C 
When you feel beautiful, 
D 
You are 

Outro 
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