Text: Concrete Blonde. I'm Your Queen.

Okay baby
I confess
I am not well spoken
I am not well dressed
superstitious, not all that ambitious
and my mood swings like the graveyard gate
got a big mouth
but I got a big heart,
sometimes I don't finish what I start
well alright then
what else is new
no one will love you as hard as I do

CHORUS
I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
but you'll never find a woman as real

I got x's I got y's
but the tiebreaker is on the feminine side
how divine is this design
I'm as ripe as wine
on a vine
this is the moment
this is our chance
this is the final round
may I have the last dance
Okay baby
not today

but tomorrow I'll have my say


I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
but you'll never find a woman as real

I'm your queen
I'm your everything
I'm the diamond in your ring
Without me you can't be king

I'm your queen
I'm your everything

I go up, I get down
I cry like a cloud
I laugh like a clown
Sometimes I'm so young I don't know what I feel
but you'll never find a woman as real

I'm your queen