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