Doubting Woman - Vic Chesnutt

I was supposed to tell you about the point of departure

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 a doubting woman

No doubt she is a doubting woman

There’s a little matter of the bathing beauty

She’s 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, doubting women

No doubt they are, doubting women

I was supposed to tell you about 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 woman

No doubt we love the doubting woman

The doubting woman …