Lyric Queen Bitch

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
Oh, 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

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
And 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

So I lay down a while
And I look 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