Queen Bitch

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And he's try hard to pull sister Flo
Such a laughter is sucked in their brains
But she's a queen and such a queen
Oh, not her
So I lay down a while

It don't feel like no bed at all
Oh God, I could do better than that

Yes, she's leading him on
Uh hu
Oh, yeah
But it could have been me
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say?

And it's no taste at all

She's an old-time ambassador

Why didn't I say, why didn't I say?
No, no, no
Oh
Oh God, I could do better than that
Now she's leading him on
She's so swishy in her satin and tat

In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
And she'll lay him right down

'Cause she's hoping to score

Walk out of her mind
And he's down on the street
Oh God, I could do better than that
And I'm watching the cruisers below
Then she can do it, she don't make false claims
It could have been me
'Cause my stomach feels small
Oh yeah, it could have been me

So I throw both his bags down the hall
I'm up on the eleventh floor
Yes, it could have been me
Oh, the cot is so cold
No, no, no

There's a taste in my mouth
And I gaze at my hotel wall
If she says she can do it
He's down on the street
And look at my hotel wall
And I'm phoning a cab
My weekend's at an all time low
Yeah, I lay down a while
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Walk out of her heart

You betcha
And she'll lay him right down
For pushing ahead of the dames
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
Oh, my heart's in the basement
Oh yeah
So I can't see her letting him go
And she's known in the darkest clubs