The Louvre

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 and hope that’s enough
Ooh, you’re a work of art
Ooh, you’re a work of art
Ooh, you’re a work of art
Ooh, you’re a 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 and hope that’s not rude
Ooh, you’re a work of art
Ooh, you’re a work of art
Ooh, you’re a work of art, baby
Ooh, you’re a work of art
You belong sitting in the Louvre
But for now I’ll hang you in my room