I have never been one for prettiness prettiness

Thinking of lace 'bout makes me puke

But the thing i just bought has a little bit little bit

I'm putting it on and i'm thinking of you



When i was a child i followed some holy men

Going into woods to do their work

I had an overcoat on just to cover me cover me

Listening for anything i might learn



And there were stars up in the heavens

And if they caught me, what could they do?

They did not know i was a woman

At least i didn't think they knew



I think about it when i look at him look at him

Everybody hides from what they are

Take me, i used to think i was as empty as an emperor

That's what i thought but i've come so far



His turkish drums and two way mirrors

The way he moves, slow motion slow

He does not know i am a woman

But i think i might want him to know