Текст и слова песни Clifford T. Ward – Scullery
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.
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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.
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.
INSTRUMENTAL
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.
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