Abdoujaparov – 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