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'Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby' Painting

Philip Leister

Painting, Acrylic on Canvas

Size: 60 W x 60 H x 1.5 D in

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You know this boogie is for real I used to put my faith in worship But then my chance to get to heaven slipped I used to worry about the future But then I threw my caution to the wind I had no reason to be care free, no, no, no Until I took a trip to the other side of town, yeah, yeah, yeah You know I heard that boogie rhythm, hey I had no choice but to get down, down, down, down Dance, nothing left for me to do but dance Off these bad times I'm going through just dance Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby I feel the thunder, see the lightning I know this anger's heaven sent So I've got to hang out all my hang-ups Because of the boogie I feel so hell bent, hey, hey It's just an instant gut reaction, that I got I know I never ever felt like this before I don't know what to do but then that's nothing new Stuck between hell and high water I need a cure to make it through Hey Dance (yeah) nothing left for me to do but dance Off these bad times I'm going through just dance Hey, got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby You know I've got canned heat up my heels You know this boogie is for real Only the wind can blow the answer And she cries to me when I'm asleep She says you know that you can go much faster I know that peoples talk can be so cheap, hey I got this voodoo child in veined on me I'm gonna use my power to ascend You know I got these running heels to use Sometimes there's no way I lose, I was born to run and built to last You've never seen my feet 'cause they move so fast Dance yeah, hey nothing left for me to do but dance Off these bad times I'm going through just dance, hey Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby Dance Hey, DJ let the music play (Let the music play) I'm gonna let this party live (I wanna let this party live) Hey, DJ throw my cares away (Let the music play) I'm gonna let this party live (I wanna let this party live) Hey, DJ let the music play (I'm gonna let this party live) I'm gonna let this party live (I'm gonna let this party live) Hey, DJ throw my cares away (Party live, I'm gonna let this party live, hey) I'm gonna let this party live You know that this boogie this boogie is for real Dance Got so much canned heat in my heels (Dance) Now dance, now dance my blues away tonight (Dance) Dance, you know, you know this boogie, this boogie is for real (Dance) You know, I got so much canned heat, canned heat in my heels (Dance) You know, I'm gonna dance my blues away tonight (Dance) 'Canned Heat' by Jamiroquai Songwriters: Simon Katz / Toby Smith / Derrick Mckenzie / Jason Kay / Sola Akingbola / Wallis Buchanan

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Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:60 W x 60 H x 1.5 D in

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I’m (I am?) a self-taught artist, originally from the north suburbs of Chicago (also known as John Hughes' America). Born in 1984, I started painting in 2017 and began to take it somewhat seriously in 2019. I currently reside in rural Montana and live a secluded life with my three dogs - Pebbles (a.k.a. Jaws, Brandy, Fang), Bam Bam (a.k.a. Scrat, Dinki-Di, Trash Panda, Dug), and Mystique (a.k.a. Lady), and five cats - Burglekutt (a.k.a. Ghostmouse Makah), Vohnkar! (a.k.a. Storm Shadow, Grogu), Falkor (a.k.a. Moro, The Mummy's Kryptonite, Wendigo, BFC), Nibbler (a.k.a. Cobblepot), and Meegosh (a.k.a. Lenny). Part of the preface to the 'Complete Works of Emily Dickinson helps sum me up as a person and an artist: "The verses of Emily Dickinson belong emphatically to what Emerson long since called ‘the Poetry of the Portfolio,’ something produced absolutely without the thought of publication, and solely by way of expression of the writer's own mind. Such verse must inevitably forfeit whatever advantage lies in the discipline of public criticism and the enforced conformity to accepted ways. On the other hand, it may often gain something through the habit of freedom and unconventional utterance of daring thoughts. In the case of the present author, there was no choice in the matter; she must write thus, or not at all. A recluse by temperament and habit, literally spending years without settling her foot beyond the doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind, like her person, from all but a few friends; and it was with great difficulty that she was persuaded to print during her lifetime, three or four poems. Yet she wrote verses in great abundance; and though brought curiosity indifferent to all conventional rules, had yet a rigorous literary standard of her own, and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own tenacious fastidiousness." -Thomas Wentworth Higginson "Not bad... you say this is your first lesson?" "Yes, but my father was an *art collector*, so…"

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