David Bowie – Queen Bitch (Ukulele)

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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 and bipperty-bopperty hat

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Oh God, I could do better than that

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She's an old-time ambassador 

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Of sweet talking, night walking games

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And she's known in the darkest clubs

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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, she don't make false claims

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But she's a Queen, and such are queens

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That your laughter 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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Yes she's leading him on 

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Yes 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

 B                                 D
She's so swishy in her satin and tat

 B                                        D
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

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Oh God, I could do better than that

 C 
So I lay down a while

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And I gaze 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

C 
But he's down on the street

F
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

 B                                 D
She's so swishy in her satin and tat

 B                                        D
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

 B              
Oh God, I could do better than that