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A Star Is Born

1976

Queen Bee

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Will you welcome please, The Oreo's

The black black widow is sittin' in the middle
Of the web it's the fly she seeks
You may be her lover but you never will recover
'Cause she ain't had a bite for weeks
You think you're the same cuz you got the same name
But the widow has a mobile home
Remember what I told you
She's got eight arms to hold you
And she's never gonna let you roam

She'll tuck you into bed, truck on your head
Then she'll wrap you as a midnight snack
So if you see a spider
Don't you sidle up beside her
Why'd you think the widow's wearing black?
Jack

The Queen bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Uh huh
Nothing she'll give you, gonna out live you
Ah, ah, ah
But the queen bee's never gonna be alone
Uh huh

Long before Atlantis there has been a praying mantis
And you know why he's on his knees
He may have religion
But he's just a sittin pigeon
If a woman even starts to tease
He won't even quibble if she has a little nibble
On his neck, what a way to go
And now you've done and torn it
You've been messing with a hornet
She's a blue blooded wasp you know
And just as you do it she'll inject you with a fluid
That you ain't even got but none
You're meat on the plate
(Not even first rate) she's gonna feed you to her seventh son

Just like The Queen Bee baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Nothin' she'll give you, gonna out live you
But the queen bee's never gonna be alone
Uh huh, uh huh

So in conclusion it's an optical illusion
If you think that we're the weaker race
Men got the muscle but the ladies got the hustle
And the truth is staring in your face

The mother bears stalks and the queen of the hawks
Is the one who brings home the bread
The lion that is regal and the bald-headed eagle
Need a woman just to keep 'em fed

But come the evening we're like Adam and his Eve
Inside the garden, hear the serpent's sound

It's so frustratin' when you're really into matin'
And there ain't a lovin' man around
Whoever wrote the story
(It's so frustrating when your really into matin')
(And there ain't a lovin' man around)
Throw out the glory, bring in the men
(It's so frustrating when your really into matin')
(And there ain't a lovin' man around)

Give me them and I'll swing
Write me a sequel, give me an equal
Uh, uh, oh and I'll give that man (oh yes, I will now)
I said, I'm gonna give that lovin' man
I said, I'm gonna give that lovin' man
I said, I'm gonna give him that lovin' sting, zap

WRITERS

Rupert Holmes

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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