Obscene Queen Bee

Cigarettes,
Choking pets,
How you gonna pay the rent
Now that all of your money's gone?

I know you,
You know me,
We met at the cemetery
Digging ditches and turning up stones

Oh, my, my,
Obscene queen bee
I wish I knew the cure for the disease, which causes you to be so cold

A wet dream,
A magazine,
Fantasies and make-believes,
My headless chicken's going to get stoned

And Paris it is too full of rage,
Undercover,
Center-stage,
Voulez-vous coucher with this animal

Oh, my, my, . . .

Radiant,
Allowance spent,
Really, I had only meant that
We should never get so sentimental

A broken string,
A wedding ring,
Behind a fence I have no sense
For what the neighbors think of self-control

Oh, my, my, . . .