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I'm up on the eleventh floor |
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And I'm watching the cruisers below |
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He's down on the street |
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And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo |
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My heart's in the basement |
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My weekend's at an all time low |
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'Cause she's hoping to score |
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So I can't see her letting him go |
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Walk out of her heart |
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Walk out of her mind |
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She's so swishy in her satin and tat |
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In her frock coat |
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and bipperty-bopperty hat |
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Oh God, I could do better than that |
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And she's known in the darkest clubs |
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She's an old-time ambassador |
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Of sweet talking, night walking games |
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For pushing ahead of the dames |
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If she says she can do it |
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Then she can do it, |
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she don't make false claims |
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But she's a Queen, |
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and such are queens |
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That your laughter |
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is sucked in their brains |
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Now she's leading him on |
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And she'll lay him right down |
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Now she's leading him on |
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And she'll lay him right down |
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But it could have been me |
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Yes, it could have been me |
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Why didn't I say, |
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why didn't I say, no, no, no |
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She's so swishy in her satin and tat |
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In her frock coat |
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and bipperty-bopperty hat |
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Oh God, I could do better than that |
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So I lay down a while |
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And I look at my hotel wall |
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Oh the cot is so cold |
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It don't feel like no bed at all |
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Yeah I lay down a while |
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And I look at my hotel wall |
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But he's down on the street |
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So I throw both his bags down the hall |
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And I'm phoning a cab |
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'Cause my stomach feels small |
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There's a taste in my mouth |
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And it's no taste at all |
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It could have been me |
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Oh yeah, it could have been me |
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Why didn't I say, |
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Why didn't I say, no, no, no |
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She's so swishy in her satin and tat |
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In her frock coat |
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and bipperty-bopperty hat |
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Oh God, I could do better than that |
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