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All I Want to Do is Discuss Sartre With You
(Original: All I Want to Do is Make Love to You
Words: Bill Scher, Music and original words: Heart
It was a gloomy sight
in the coffeehouse that night
she was buying coffee beans
black T-shirt, black jeans
but sticking out of her coat
was The Republic by Plato
I took her hand and asked her why
are you reading that dead white guy
she said I'm just deconstructing it
from a feminist perspective
I knew right away, there was much more to say
I went to the counter, and got two double lattes
All I want to do is discuss Sartre with you
maybe Neitchze, or Albert Camus
All I want to do is discuss Sartre with you
maybe Spinoza and Rousseau too
we found a table in the dark
and began to talk about Marx
she said even though I was a man
I came across pretty post-modern
we subverted the dominant paradigm
maybe two or three times
her comprehension of Kant
yeah, it really stole my heart
We went from Thomas Hobbes to Michael Foucault
through a pack of cigarettes and five frappacinos
but then I noticed the time, and excused to leave
because my wife had dinner waiting for me (but)
All I want to do is discuss Sartre with you
maybe Neitchze, or Albert Camus
All I want to do is discuss Sartre with you
I think your hummus is in my tofu
Yeah
we made love
(spoken)
actually we discussed love
in all of its socio-economic implications
because you really don't find this romanticized idyllic concept of love
anywhere except overindustrialized western societies
which would insinuate that love is just a capitalistic tool used to
perpetuate the division of labor between the genders
and keep women down as second class citizens
we discussed love,
then the very next night, she saw me out with my wife
you can imagine her surprise
when I had my hand on her thigh
I said please, please understand
this social construct ain't that bad
even Catherine McKinnon finally found herself a man
All I want to do is discuss Sartre with you
You can pronounce it "Sartre" if you want to
All I want to do is discuss Sartre with you
cause I would never want to oppress you