Song of Solomon

　　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 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 head

　　And his right hand

　　Doth embrace me

　　This is the Song of Solomon

　　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,

　　And sign it with a kiss

　　I'll be the Rose of Sharon for you

　　I'll be the Lily of the Valley for you

　　I'll be Isolde or Marion 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

　　Write it just for me,

　　And sign it with a kiss