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 bullshit, 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 bullshit, 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 bullshit, yeah

Just want your sexuality.