Wonderful Woman Lyrics

Here her head she lay Until she'd rise and say "I'm starved of mirth Let's go and trip a dwarf"
Oh, what to be done with her ? Oh, what to be done with her ? Oh
Ice water for blood With neither heart or spine And then just to pass time Let us go and rob the blind
What to be done with her ? I ask myself What to be said of her ? Oh
But when she calls me I do not walk, I run Oh, when she calls I do not walk, I run, oh, oh, oh