The song of solomon
The song of everyone
Who walks the path

Of the solitary heart
The soul cries out
Hear a woman singing


Don't want your bull%#@!, yeah
Just want your sexuality

Don't want excuses, yeah
Write me your poetry in motion
Write it just for me, yeah

And sing it with a kiss

Mmm, just take any line

"comfort me with apples
For I am sick of love
His left hand is under my head

And his right hand
Doth embrace me"
This is the song of solomon

Here's a woman singing




Don't want your bull%#@!, yeah
Just want your sexuality

Don't want your excuses, yeah
Write me your poetry in motion
Write it just for me, yeah

And sign it with a kiss

And I'll do it for you

I'll be the rose of sharon for you
I'll do it for you
I'll be the lily of the valley for you

I'll do it for you
I'll be isolde or marion for you
I'll do it for you

Ooh I'll come in a hurricane for you
I'll do it for you
A wop bam boom


Don't want your bull%#@!, yeah
Just want your sexuality