Take two drops of snake oil
See me as I am
Guinevere, Catherine
In the Mata Hari's hand

Mistress Mary quite contrary
With cemetery bells and deities all in a row

So let's march to the drums
All the way to the deep blue sea and me
I, kissed and run
As you stole the song
From the throat of the nightingale

Take three drops of snake oil
See me as I am
Guinevere, Catherine