I stare at you like you're a work of art You should be on a wall instead of hanging in my heart But I'm too greedy to share your wonderful parts So I'll frame you with me in hope that's enough
Oh, you're work of art Oh, you're work of art Oh, you're work of art Oh, you're work of art
You belong sitting in the Louvre Next to Achilles and Mona Lisa too But I'm too greedy to let others celebrate you So I'll curate you just for me but that's not true
Oh, you're work of art Oh, you're work of art Oh, you're work of art, baby Oh, you're work of art
You belong sitting in the Louvre But for now I'll hang you in my room