Queen Bitch

Intro : (x8) I'm up on the eleventh floor And I'm watching the cruisers below                        He's down on the street And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo                        My heart's in the basement My weekend's at an all time low                        'Cause she's hoping to score So I can't see her letting him go Walk out of her heart Walk out of her mind She's so swishy in her satin and tat In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat Oh God, I could do better than that (x4) She's an old-time ambassador Of sweet talking, night walking games                        And she's known in the darkest clubs For pushing ahead of the dames                      If she says she can do it Then she can do it, she don't make false claims                       But she's a Queen, and such are queens That your laughter is sucked in their brains Now she's leading him on And she'll lay him right down Yes she's leading him on Yes she'll lay him right down But it could have been me Yes, it could have been me Why didn't I say, why didn't I say, no, no, no She's so swishy in her satin and tat   In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat   Oh God, I could do better than that (x4) So I lay down a while And I gaze at my hotel wall                       Oh the cot is so cold It don't feel like no bed at all                      Yeah I lay down a while And I look at my hotel wall                        But he's down on the street So I throw both his bags down the hall And I'm phoning a cab 'Cause my stomach feels small There's a taste in my mouth And it's no taste at all It could have been me Oh yeah, it could have been me Why didn't I say, Why didn't I say, no, no, no She's so swishy in her satin and tat    In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat    Oh God, I could do better than that (x4)