I study the cla**ics
That's where I'm coming from
And you got them cla**ic lines
That make me say "cogito ergo sum"
Well my Greek might be a little rusty
And my Latin might be dank and musty
But you don't have to be a scholar to know as I holler
Eureka, I found love
Eureka, I found love
You came and saw and conquered me
And then you went away
You left me in misery
And in an ipso facto way
Well I gave you all my sympathy
You tore 'em up just like Euripides
But now I'm back and not ashamed to flee
you hear me saying
Eureka, I found love
Eureka, I found love
Love
The angels often depicted nudes
in marble cold and white
So why must you be such a prude
When we could carve our love in stone tonight
Well the ancients might have all been f*gs
Wearing sandals and shopping bags
And chasing after every likely lad
you hear them saying
Eureka, I found love
Eureka, I found love
Eureka, I found love
Eureka, I found love
Love