I remember the day I saw your dress,
Bright orange flowers across your chest.
You are so fashionable.
I've seen your face all over the place,
I'm thinking that you're a different girl each time,
But you said:
There's only one pretty girl for you!
Wohoa!
Badam Badam Pa
But the expressionist in me knew, (Art girl)
I've got to take the post-modern view. (I love you)
And the expressionist in me knew, (Art girl)
I got to take the post-modern view.
And the expressionist in me knew,(Art girl)
I've got to take the post-modern view
I love you.
I've got a sketchy image of you.
And a habit of never seeing my thoughts through.
La lalala lalala lalala la
No matter how you try to paint your life
There'll always be colors that you just can't find
Like blue, like blue.
These days are brighter than they used to be
But my troubles are never far behind me Art girl
I love you
Art girl
I love you