Queen Bitch Lyrics - David Bowie

1 I'm up on the eleventh floor

2 And I'm watching the cruisers below

3 He's down on the street

4 And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo

5 Oh, my heart's in the basement

6 My weekend's at an all time low

7 'Cause she's hoping to score

8 So I can't see her letting him go

9 Walk out of her heart

10 Walk out of her mind

11 Oh, not her

12 She's so swishy in her satin and tat

13 In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

14 Oh God, I could do better than that

15 Oh yeah

16 She's an old-time ambassador of sweet talking, night walking games

17 Oh and she's known in the darkest clubs for pushing ahead of the dames

18 If she says she can do it, then she can do it

19 She don't make false claims

20 But she's a queen, and such are queens, that your laughter is sucked in their brains

21 Now she's leading him on

22 And she'll lay him right down

23 Yes, she's leading him on

24 And she'll lay him right down

25 But it could have been me

26 Yes, it could have been me

27 Why didn't I say? Why didn't I say?

28 No, no, no

29 She's so swishy in her satin and tat

30 In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

31 Oh God, I could do better than that

32 So I lay down a while and I gaze at my hotel wall

33 Oh the cot is so cold, it don't feel like no bed at all

34 Yeah, I lay down a while and I look at my hotel wall

35 But he's down on the street so I throw both his bags down the hall

36 And I'm phoning a cab 'cause my stomach feels small

37 There's a taste in my mouth and it's no taste at all

38 It could have been me, oh yeah, it could have been me

39 Why didn't I say, why didn't I say

40 No, no, no

41 She's so swishy in her satin and tat

42 In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

43 Oh God, I could do better than that