The Song of Solomon

The song of everyone

Who walks the path

Of the solitary heart

The soul cries out

Hear a woman singing



CHORUS

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 sign 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 fhead

ANd his right hand

Doth embrace me"

This is the Song of Solomon

Here's a woman singing



CHORUS



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

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