Midnight in Paris

3. I twirl and I dip to avoid the horn's tip
4. Lipstick, polka dots, I like these, I'm a gay icon to my homies
8. I'm a Cubist, a womanizer, I paint screaming horses in Guernica
11. Still lifes and nudes are my forte, by November '54 I was morte
12. I'm not a stingray, I'm not an ashtray, I'm not cray-cray, my name is
14. Some call me a midget, but ladies don't fidget when they sit for their portrait
15. My hubbie was dapper, he called me a Flapper, but I like the sound of "Man-trapper"
17. Dancers and bathers, my stroke is contagious, cause my name rhymes with Vegas
18. I'm famous, but my sister's famouser

1. Broadway tunes, I wrote 'em, made so much coin need a suitcase to tote em
2. You will know me by my wacky lip hair
5. My dress is bananas, my curves are a scandal, I marched with Martin in Savannah
6. I wrote about war and bullfights and grace, with a shotgun I blew off my face
7. Absinthe gave me amnesia, ditched my wife, moved to Polynesia
9. Dali and me, we invented surreal in between meals at Le Cupille
10. My wife was a loon, Gatsby a silver spoon, I left this earth too soon
13. I'm a lady with brawn who started a salon, now we all talk and drink till dawn
16. For my girlfriend's company you might think she paid me, nah, I just let her write my autobiography
19. I'm American, moved to England, wrote "The Waste Land"