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