I´m up on the eleventh floor
And I´m watching the cruisers bel
ow
And he´s trying hard to pull sister F
lo
My heart´s in the basement
My weekend´s at an all time l
ow
´Cause she´s hoping to score
So I can´t see her letting him go
She´s so swishy in her satin and t
at
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty
hat
Oh God, I could do better than that
She´s an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking gam
es
And she´s known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the d
ames
If she says she can do it
Then she can do it, she don´t make false cla
ims
But she´s a Queen, and such are queens
That your laughter is sucked in their brains
And she´ll lay him right down
Yes she´ll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
why didn´t I say,
no, no, no
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
And I gaze at my hotel w
all
It don´t feel like no bed at
all
And I look at my hotel wa
ll
But he´s down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall
´Cause my stomach feels small
There´s a taste in my mouth
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn´t I say,
no, no, no
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