I threw my woman power in a pot of stew And waited for my love to come But not a single word did I hear from him So I tried the stew on my dog but he wouldn't even eat it I put my light heart on a matching silver plate And waited for my love to come But not a single footstep was heard near the door So I ate the plate myself and got a heartburn Heartburn, heartburn plate Heartburn, heartburn cake I toasted my pride and covered it with apple jam And waited for my love to come But not a single sign of a stir or a breeze So I soaked the bread in my milk and I gave it to the birds Heartburn, heartburn plate Heartburn, heartburn cake I watched the clock ticking, ticking away to my past Eight years old, birthday and raindrops Not a single line from my dad or my mom So I laid the cake on my cat but she wouldn't even touch it Heartburn, heartburn stew Heartburn, heartburn blues What do I want with a heartburn? I ask you Don't try to give me the word 'Cause I ask a clever question And I get a silly answer