"Queen Bee" lyrics
(from "A Star Is Born" soundtrack)
Will you welcome please: The Oreo's
The black, black widow
Is sitting 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
'Cause you got the same name
But the widow has a mobile home
Remember what I told you
She 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 saddle up beside her
Why'd you think the widow's wearing black?
Jack (Aw!)
The Queen Bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Uh huh
Nothing she'll give you
Gonna outlive you
Uh uh uh
But the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone
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 sitting 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 done and torn it!
You 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 a Queen bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Uh huh
Nothing she'll give you
Gonna outlive you
Uh uh uh
But the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone
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 regal
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 loving man around
Whoever wrote the story
Throw out the glory
Bring in the men
Give me them and I'll swing
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
Write me a sequel
Give me an equal
And I'll give that man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
Alright
I said
I'm gonna give him that loving sting! Zap!
The black, black widow
Is sitting 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
'Cause you got the same name
But the widow has a mobile home
Remember what I told you
She 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 saddle up beside her
Why'd you think the widow's wearing black?
Jack (Aw!)
The Queen Bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Uh huh
Nothing she'll give you
Gonna outlive you
Uh uh uh
But the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone
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 sitting 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 done and torn it!
You 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 a Queen bee, baby
Pray that you may be left on your own
Uh huh
Nothing she'll give you
Gonna outlive you
Uh uh uh
But the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone
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 regal
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 loving man around
Whoever wrote the story
Throw out the glory
Bring in the men
Give me them and I'll swing
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
Write me a sequel
Give me an equal
And I'll give that man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
Alright
I said
I'm gonna give him that loving sting! Zap!
Writer(s): Rupert Holmes
