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