Everybody is pissed and naked at the Gulf of Mexico
Where if you wanted another lover, you could find her on your phone
My body is here and aging, but I'd rather be at home
Then having this cool conversation at the Gulf of Mexico

The lines on our faces are only gonna grow
If we wanted to be mothers, we're out of time for being alone
Now if we're being honest, I'd rather be the crow
Called up the triple Goddess, she wasn't home

A woman goes through phases and a woman goes alone
I can't cry this evening because I don't always know
Now was it another lifetime? A night so long ago?
I remember when you were swimmin' in the Gulf of Mexico

A woman needs to hold a man the way his own mother can
If I had a son someday, God I'll need some holy strain
A woman goes through phases and a woman goes alone
I can't quite explain it because it's not always known
A woman goes through phases and a woman goes alone
I can't quite explain it because it's not always known

A woman goes through phases
A woman goes alone
A woman goes through phases
I can't quite explain it

My body is here and aging and I'd rather be at home
Then having this cool conversation at the Gulf of Mexico