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