The Painter And His Model lyrics

What will I use to reproduce 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 its 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 its double, the world