Aphrodite’s Lament

[APHRODITE]

There are few who deny at what I do I am the best

For my talents are renowned far and wide

When it comes to delighting in the moonlit night

I excel without ever even trying

With the slightest little effort

Of my godly charms

I have seen grown men give out a shriek

With a shake of my hips

And a well-placed moan

I have swept the very pious off their feet

Yet night after night

It's the same routine

And I grow so weary of ecstatic screams

And I Aphrodite, queen

Have grown so tired of the same old scene.

Oh, somewhere deep inside of my heart

An emptiness began to start

There's something out there

Far from my home

A longing that I've never known

I'm the mistress of gods

And a patron to thots

And I'll talk you right out of your pants

With a guy in Kentucky

I got twenty times lucky

And I’ve lain kings of England and France

And since I’m divine

I can make lovers mine

To incite extramarital relations

No woman and no man

Can groan like I can

With the pleasure of my ministrations

But who here would ever understand

That the Valentine’s queen

With the golden sheen

Would tire of her crown?

If they only understood

He'd give it all up

If he only could

Oh, there's an empty place in my chest

That feeds a sense of ling’ring unrest

The love and praise

Come year after year

Does nothing for these empty tears