Queenbitch

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# Starting guitar riff are the chords C  F  G like so

B----------7-5--
G--5--5-5--7-5-5
D--5--5-5--5-3-5
A--3--3-3------3

#Verse
         C
Well I'm up on the eleventh floor 
        F                       C   G F C  G F
And I'm watching the cruisers below
         C
And he's down on the street
      F                         C   G F C  G F
He's trying hard to pull Sister Flo
   C
My heart's on the basement
   F                        C   G F C  G 
My weekends are an all time low
    F     C
But she's hoping to score
     F
So I can't see her letting him go

#Bridge
C               E
Walk out of her heart
                A
Walk out of her mind, oh not her

#Chorus
         B                       D
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
         B                              D
WIth her frock coat and bibbity bobbity hat
        B                      C
Oh god, I could do better than that

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#Verse
         C
She's an old time ambassador
       F                           C    G F C  G 
Of the sweet talking night walking games
F         C
And she's know in the darkest clubs for 
F                    C    G F C   G
Pushing ahead of the dames
F      C                                 F
If she say's that she can do it, she can do it
                     C     G F C   G 
She don't make false claims
F           C        
For she's a queen and such a queen
         F                           E
Such her laughter is sucked in their brains

#Bridge

                       F
Now she's leading them on
                          C
And she'll lay them right down
                        F
Yeah she's leading them on
                          E
And she'll lay them right down
                       F
But it could have been me
                       C
Yes it could have been me
             E
Why didn't I say
             A
Why didn't I say on no no

#Chorus

         B                       D
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
         B                              D
WIth her frock coat and bibbity bobbity hat
        B                      C
Oh god, I could do better than that

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#Verse

      C  
Now I lay down a while and I
F                    C  G F C   G F
Gaze at my hotel wall
    C 
The foor is so cold
   F                         C    G F C   G
It don't feel like no bed at all
F      C
Yeah I lay down a while and I
F                C    G F C   G 
Look at my hotel wall
F        C
And he's down on the street so I
F                            E
Throw both his bags down the hall

#Bridge
                  F
And I'm phoning a cab
                     C
Cos my stomach feels small
                      F
There's a taste in my mouth
                     E
And it's no taste at all
                   F
It could have been me
                       C
Yes it could have been me
             E
Why didn't I say
             A
Why didn't I say oh no no

#Chorus

         B                       D
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
         B                              D
WIth her frock coat and bibbity bobbity hat
        B                      C
Oh god, I could do better than that

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