
I am a queen bee
With a capital B
B is for beauty
I am a beauty queen
Yes I am a queen bee
A plague on high heel
I’ll stick you with my stinger and I’ll show you how it feels
I just want to talk it out
You just want to hate.
You’ll come looking for me
When its just too late
Yes you will come looking
But I won’t be around
Get your head out of the clouds, boy,
Get your feet back on the ground
Get Down Now!
I am a queen bee
With a capital B
B is for beauty
I am a beauty queen
Yes I am a queen bee
A plague on high heel
I’ll stick you with my stinger and I’ll show you how it feels |