Queen Bitch

i'm up on the eleventh floor

watching the cruisers below

he's down on the street

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

and i can't see her letting him go

walk out of her heart

walk out of her mind

walk out of her heart

walk out of her mind

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she's so swishy in her satin and tat

in her black coat and flipperty-flopperty hat

oh god, i could do better than that

/chorus

--

of sweet talking, night talking games

and she's known in the darkest clubs

for lifting her head over the dames

if she says she can do it

she can do it, she don't make false claims

she's a queen, such are queens

since you fuck her she sucks their brains

now she's leading him on

she'll lay him right down

she's leading him on

she'll lay him right down

it could have been me*3

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i'm up on the eleventh floor

staring at my hotel wall

this floor is so cold

it don't feel like no bed at all

yeah i'm up on the eleventh floor

staring at my hotel wall

he's down on the street

so i throw both his bags down the hall

and i'm --

cause my stomach feels small

there's a taste in my mouth

and it's no taste at all

it should have been me*3

why didn't i say, why didn't i say, no, no, no

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