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