Oh me with my buddha knees Oh me with my buddha knees You're the berry whip to my cone of cream (Yes, yes) You're the trip from which I should flee On the throne of your feet Let me lay my neck, my titi of diamonds (He says) Your sword so sharp Cuts at the nape of my heart Cuts at the nape of my heart Cuts at the nape of my heart With brilliant slick black hair We're arms to rival poles He draws in the stars around my soul Cuts my ginger toes Cuts my ginger toes Cuts my ginger toes This little piggy is going to market A strawberry dream for the big bad bear I'll protect you says he From milestones a sheep may grow As you grow tall, I'll slay all kings Even the very lord Even the very lord Even the very lord Even the very lord Even the very lord Oh me with my buddha knees Oh me with my buddha knees You're the berry whip to my cone of cream (He says) You're the trip from which I should flee Let me lay my neck Nefertiti, my titi, my titi of diamonds Yes, yes, he was my neptune, my daddy bluebeard When I gazed inside the mirror I saw the face I would wear Beyond my eleventh year Beyond my eleventh year Beyond my eleventh year Beyond my eleventh year (Yes, yes) (Yes, yes) (Yes, yes) (Oh me with my buddha knees) (Yes, yes) Oh me with my buddha knees Oh me with my buddha knees (He says) Let me lay my neck, my titi of diamonds