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(The song of Sol)
The Song of Solomon
The song of everyone
Who walks the path
Of the solitary heart
The soul cries out (soul cries out)
(Soul cries out)
Here's 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
Ohhh-oooh-ooohh
(Mmm, just take)
Just take any line (any line)
Comfort me with apples (comfort me)
For I am sick of love (sick of love)
His left hand is under my head
Oh and his right hand
Doth embrace me (song of Sol)
This is the Song of Solomon
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
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
(Wop, bam, boom)
Don't want your bullshit, yeah
Just want your sexuality
(Wop, bam, boom)
Write it just for me
And sign it with a kiss
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