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