I was supposed to tell you About the point of departure But 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 the doubting woman No doubt she is the doubting woman There's the little matter of the bathing beauty Who is 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 the doubting women No doubt they are the doubting women I was supposed to tell you 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 women No doubt we love the doubting women The doubting woman, the doubting woman Doubting woman, oh the doubting woman The doubting woman