Queen Bitch
The Spiders from Mars Lyrics

I'm up on the eleventh floor and I'm watching the cruisers below
I'm above the crowd engaging in their usual activities and observing them from a higher perspective

Oh well her heart's in the basement
She has no depth of emotion, she's superficial

My weekend's at an all-time low
My current state of enjoyment and productivity is at an all-time low

He's down on the street and he's trying hard to pull sister Flo
He's trying hard to seduce his female companion standing on the street

'Cause she's hoping to score, so I can't see her letting him go
She wants something from him, so it's unlikely that she'll reject him

Walk out of her heart - walk out of her mind
Forget about her, don't give her the time of day

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
Her dress is flowing and elegant

And her frock coat and bibbity-bobbity hat
She's wearing a flamboyant hat and a frilly coat

Oh God I could do better than that
I could dress better than her

She's an old-time ambassador
She's familiar with the old ways of manipulation and seduction

Of sweet talking night walking games
She's skilled in the art of sweet talking and walking around at night

Oh and she's known in the darkest clubs for pushing ahead of the dames
She's notorious in the darkest clubs for being more assertive than other women

And if she says she can do it then she can do it
She's capable of anything she sets her mind to

She don't make false claims
She's an honest woman

Oh she's a queen and such are queens
She's a queen-like figure, and that's what queens are like

That your laughter is sucked in their brains
You can't help but be mesmerized by her, she's irresistible

Now she's leading him on, and she'll lay him right down
She's toying with him, and she'll eventually have sex with him

But it could've been me, yes it could've been me
I could have been the one to have sex with her

Why didn't I say, why didn't I say?
Why didn't I make a move on her?

No no no
I regret not making a move on her

So I lay down a while and I gaze at my hotel wall
I lay down on my bed and I stare at the wall of my hotel room

The cot feels so cold, it don't feel like no bed at all
The bed is uncomfortable and not providing any warmth or comfort

And he's down on the street so I throw both his bags down the hall
I throw his belongings down the hallway because he's still outside and hasn't come back yet

And I'm phoning a cab, 'cause my stomach feels small
I'm calling a cab because I feel sick and nauseous

There's a taste in my mouth, but it's no taste at all
I'm experiencing a feeling or sensation, but it's not a pleasant one

It could've been me, oh yes it could've been me
I could have been the one having sex with her

Why didn't I say, why didn't I say?
Why didn't I make a move on her?

You betcha
You can be sure of it

Oh yeah
That's right