Do I love you, do I lust for you
Am I sinner because I do the two
Had I seen the queen, had I held her true
My Hadassah, he had plans for you
We had missteps, we had missed cues
Mysterious blessing, born in misuse
Now my missus, now my hope renewed
Now emancipating from upper rooms
Up a rough road, up some steep stairs
Up to Dads plan, no uppity airs
They say Sheba's Queen was Solomon's song
I Got a good gift, wise to sing a long
Wise in counsel, calm in life's storm
My bosom buddy, keep her from harm
Chemistry's organic, essence of an Esther
For such a time as this, reason he has blessed her
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