David Bowie
Queen Bitch (Bob Harris session)
[Intro]
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm up on the eleventh floor and I'm watching the polices below
Oh, my heart's in the basement, my weekend's at an all time low
He's down on the street and he's trying hard to pull sister Flo
And she's hoping to score, well, I can't see her letting him go

[Pre-Chorus]
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind

[Chorus]
Well, she's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her brown coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

[Verse 2]
Oh, 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
Well, 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
[Pre-Chorus]
She'll lay him right down
Yes, she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Well, it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say
No, no, no?

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
Well, I lay down a while and I gaze at my hotel wall
The cot is so cold and it don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah, I lay down a while and I gaze at my hotel wall
Well, he's down on the street, so I throw both his bags down the hall

[Pre-Chorus]
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
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say
No, no, no?
[Chorus]
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her brown coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

[Outro]
You betcha
Yeah
Uh, yeah