Oh yeah, I'm up on the 11th floor and I'm watching the cruisers below He's down on the street and he's trying hard to boost his top flow Oh, my heart's in the basement, my weekend's at an all-time low Cause she's open to score, so I can't see her letting him go Walk out of her heart, walk out of her mind, oh not her She's all squishy and sad and a tad, in her rock cold and bippity-boppity hat Oh God, I could do better than that She's an all-time ambassador at sweet-talking night-walking games And she's known in the darkest clubs for pushing ahead of their dames If she says she can't do it, then she can't do it, she don't make false claims But she's a queen and such a queen, such a laughter is sucked in her brains Now she's leading them on and she'll lay it right down Yes, she's leading them on and she'll lay it right down But it could have been me, yes, it could have been me Why didn't I say, why didn't I play? Now she's all squishy and sad and a tad, in her rock cold and bippity-boppity hat Oh God, I could do better than that So I lay down a while and I gaze at my old chair wall Oh, the floor gets so cold, it don't feel like no bed at all Yeah, I lay down a while, look at my hotel wall And he's down on the street, so I throw both his bags down the hall And I'm folding a cab, cos my stomach feels small There's a taste in my mouth and it don't taste at all It could have been me, oh yeah, it could have been me Why didn't I say, why didn't I play? Now she's all squishy and sad and a tad, in her rock cold and bippity-boppity hat Oh God, I could do better than that *