Dearest Duchess, dressed in nada,
Better built than our Armada.
I will paint you if you let me,
Then I know the art world will not soon forget me.

I won't distort, I'm no cubist,
I paint more like I'm a boob-ist.
This master's work never ceases,
And I hope that you become my master pieces.

See my canvas, watch me chalk it,
That's no paint brush in my pocket.
I hope your looks don't diminish
'Cause this portrait might take years and years to finish.

My apprentice is Jorgito,
He'll escort you incognito.
If equipment starts to dry up,
I will have Jorgito send some Spanish fly up.

Take it off, get down to nada, show me your whole enchilada.
Don't force me to try to make a guess what you hide underneath your dress.
Inspiration will not come to me if I don't see your anatomy.
Oh please do not delay, just pose for me, olé!

Other painters lack my talent,
And they're also not as gallant.
Shun these others, they will dis me.
Pose for me and I will let you hug and kiss me.

Lovely Duchess, you're delicious,
But here's the Duke, he's suspicious.
Precious Duchess, stop your fainting,
Watch me add another layer to this painting.