Barbra Streisand - Queen Bee lyrics
[Barbra Streisand - Queen Bee lyrics]
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 ya
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 saddle up beside her
Why you think the widow's wearing black?
Jack (Aw)
The Queen Bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own uh huh
Nothin' 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 a 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!
Now you've gone and torn it
You've been messin' 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 a Queen bee baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Own, own, own, own, own, own
Nothin' she'll give you gonna outlive you
Ha ha ha
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 bear stalks and the
Queen of the hawks
Is the one who brings home the bread
The lion that is reagle and
The bald headed eagle
Need a woman just to keep them fed
But come the evening we're like Adam and his
Eve inside the garden hear the serpents sound
It's so frustrating when you're
Really into mating
And there ain't a lovin' man around
Whoever wrote the story throw out the glory
Bring in the men
It's so frustrating when you're
Really into mating
And there ain't a loving man around
It's so frustrating when you're
Really into mating
And there ain't a loving man around
Give me them and I'll swing
Write me a sequel, give me an equal ah ah ah
Oh, and I'll give that man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving sting
Zaap!
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 ya
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 saddle up beside her
Why you think the widow's wearing black?
Jack (Aw)
The Queen Bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own uh huh
Nothin' 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 a 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!
Now you've gone and torn it
You've been messin' 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 a Queen bee baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Own, own, own, own, own, own
Nothin' she'll give you gonna outlive you
Ha ha ha
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 bear stalks and the
Queen of the hawks
Is the one who brings home the bread
The lion that is reagle and
The bald headed eagle
Need a woman just to keep them fed
But come the evening we're like Adam and his
Eve inside the garden hear the serpents sound
It's so frustrating when you're
Really into mating
And there ain't a lovin' man around
Whoever wrote the story throw out the glory
Bring in the men
It's so frustrating when you're
Really into mating
And there ain't a loving man around
It's so frustrating when you're
Really into mating
And there ain't a loving man around
Give me them and I'll swing
Write me a sequel, give me an equal ah ah ah
Oh, and I'll give that man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving sting
Zaap!