Eric Roberson - Picture Perfect (extended version) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture in my eyes
Girl, you are picture perfect
A perfect picture, yes you are

I couldn't draw you better baby
You look so defined
I guess God took his time
When he came up with your design

I couldn't draw you better baby
Words just can't describe
How you look under these stars tonight
A blessing to my eyes

Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture in my eyes
Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture, yes you are

I couldn't draw you better baby
Just holding your hand gets me
Satisfaction similar to
When two lovers dance

Couldn't enjoy you better baby
Neck that was made for me to kiss on
All my songs seems to run on
If I write about you

Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture in my eyes
Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture, yes you are

I couldn't draw you better baby
Look into your eyes I see
Beauty is not all skin deep
I'm in love with your mind, oh yeah

Couldn't draw you better baby
Only dreams can duplicate you
I thank God each day he made you
And met you, you chose me

Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture in my eyes
Girl, you are picture perfect
Perfect picture, yes you are

Respond to the, listen If you must know girl you're my experiment
Your body is a canvass and Imma hit it with long
Brush strokes, gotta color my name
I ain't formally trained, I'm just drawing from experience

Worth more than millions, holler if you're feeling it
Real love it takes care of all of your needs
So beautiful, the thought of your knees
In an instant like it was a Rembrandt or a Matisse

Cause it's nothing like the new freedom of two beings
Being in love you see him
Holding hands brought daylight, 2 PM
A perfect portrait is worthy of a museum

I can't call it, conclusion I can't draw it
Can't understand what this all means, still heartless
You try to find imperfections in the Mona Lisa
Even if you find one baby, it's still flawless
Check me out

I couldn't draw you better baby
I couldn't draw you better baby
I couldn't draw you better baby
I couldn't draw you better baby

It's crazy, you know you
You made me like a different kind of dude, you know
You made me like jealous over things
I ain't really a jealous guy but you know

Jealous of your jeans girl
Cause it can rub your long legs
Of your hat girl
Cause it can kiss your forehead

Jealous of your belt girl
Cause it can hug your waist line
Hug your waist line
Hug your waist line

Jealous of your dress girl
Cause it can rub your hips yeah
Of your lipstick
Cause it can kiss your lips, yeah

Jealous of your shoes girl
Cause they can kiss your toes, yeah
Kiss your toes, yeah
Jealous of your earrings
I want to kiss your ears, yeah