You're my picture by Picasso Lighting up our scullery With your pans and pots and hot-plates You'd brighten up any gallery.
I could paint a different picture Leafy lanes and flower scenes But amid your cooking mixture You still have ingredients that make you shine And when you take your apron off I know you're mine.
You're my photogenic model From the glossy magazine In among your kitchen structure Soapy water, washing machine.
I could take a different picture Rolling hills and flowing gowns But amid the foaming texture Dirty linen isn't all that starts to shine In rubber gloves and faded jeans you still look fine.
I could paint a different picture Leafy lanes and flower scenes But amid your cooking mixture You still have ingredients that make you shine And when you take your apron off I know you're mine.
You're my picture by Picasso Lighting up our scullery With your pans and pots and hot-plates You'd brighten up any gallery