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I was headed for downtown Boulder on the mall

I’m painting for the festival, for the plein-air festival

I went on down to park my car, and saw to my surprise

A checkered car and a checkered house, the house with monochrome eyes

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I got my white shirt, got my paints, got my Gamsol

I’m going to paint right here on the spot, forget about the mall

And then this guy, right next to me, he starts to mow the lawn

I had to move because the stench, because the noise was strong

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And there’s a lady who lives nearby, she’s waiting for her mail

She’s running for the primary in district eighteen

She talked about those neighbors, who owned the painted house

That’s how I learned who owned the car and the house with monochrome eyes

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And so the people who own this house, creative spirits they be

George and Melanie (Peters) and Art their legacy

They’ve been in Boulder, for 40 odd years, and never met them once

I finally did, so we had some coffee, and talked and talked a bunch at