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