Doubting Woman Songtext / Lyric

I was supposed to tell you

About the point of departure

But with the aim of a drunken archer

I will probably stray

But you can see in her bold eyebrow

You can see in that fancy cup

That even her freakish nipples are akimbo



No doubt she is the doubting woman

No doubt she is the doubting woman






There's the little matter of the bathing beauty

Who is such a little cutie but she's shy

She has a special sponge that is optional

To hide her painterly nipples from our eye



No doubt they are the doubting women

No doubt they are the doubting women



I was supposed to tell you the case of a cult

It's called the cult of inspiration and it is rewarding

You can be filled with the tingle of euphoria

Of total animation and of wonder



No doubt we love the doubting women

No doubt we love the doubting women

The doubting woman, the doubting woman

Doubting woman, oh the doubting woman

The doubting woman