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