Momus - The Painter And His Model lyrics
[Momus - The Painter And His Model lyrics]
This cotton dress on canvas?
Strips from this abandoned cotton dress
And what will I use to reproduce
The fabric of these panties?
Shreds from these discarded underclothes
And what will I use to
Reproduce this little pink mouth
With lips but no teeth lips but no teeth
The painter and his model, the girl
The theatre and it's double, the world
Only the perfect medium can
Reproduce the beauty
Of eyes and lips and flesh and teeth and hair
Only the best materials can
Capture these feelings
For eyes and lips and flesh
And teeth and hair
The ultimate unity of fingers
Brush and breast
Feel my fingers brush your breast
The painter and his model, the girl
The theatre and it's double, the world
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