Lyrics:

I wonder if Yoko Ono,
Ever thought of staying solo,
If she thought of other men and,
If she doubted John Lennon,
Worrying that he'd distract her art.

Sitting in the Apple sessions,
Giving John her music lessons,
Challenging the warring nations,
With her paper installations,
Did she guard her Yoko human heart?

Well they could talk about me,
Yeah they could talk about me,
Throw me to the velvet dogs of pop star history,
But I won't be your Yoko Ono,
If you're not good enough for me.

Some will give their love for fashion,
Others trade their gold for passion,
I don't have the goods to start with,
Never had the reins to part with,
Still I hope you'll take me seriously.

Cause I think I could go,
Deep as the sea of Yoko,
You don't know a person like me,
I could sell your songs to Nike,
And for all you know,
I could save your soul,
As only true love can change your mind,
Make you leave your screaming fans behind.

When John called the wind and opera,
Making love with every chakra,
When he said her voice would carry,
And when he whispered old Chuck Berry,
Only then would Yoko set him free.

Fame will come and vanish later,
Transcendental love is greater,
I think if we had this somehow,
We'd be feeling famous right now,
We'd be saying love is all you need.

And they could rag about me,
Yeah they could rag about me,
Throw me to the velvet dogs of pop star history,
But I won't be your Yoko Ono,
If you're not good enough for me,
Oh now I won't be your Yoko Ono,
If you're not good enough for me.