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David Bowie
Queen Bitch (Live)
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Rock
Queen Bitch (Live) was released on June 30, 2008 by Parlophone UK as a part of the album Live Santa Monica '72
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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bowie
David Bowie
Vocals
Trevor Bolder
Trevor Bolder
Bass Guitar
Mick Ronson
Mick Ronson
Guitar
Woody Woodmansey
Woody Woodmansey
Drums
Mike Garson
Mike Garson
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Grover Hesley
Grover Hesley
Mixing Engineer
Mike Moran
Mike Moran
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
He's down on the street
And he's trying hard
To pull sister Flo
My heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all time low
Because she's hoping to score
So I can't see her
Letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind
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
She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it
Then she can do it
She don't make false claims
But she's a Queen
And such are queens
That your laughter
Is sucked in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say
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
So I lay down a while
And I gaze at my hotel wall
Oh the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
But he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
Because my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't I say
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
Thank you, this is a song written by Ziggy
Written by: David Bowie

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