Queenie

Sign in. I'm clocking up the hours.
If I do this job much longer, think my sould my be devoured.
I've scoured. Through thick and thin.
Ate a la carte, then munched from a bin.
My cardinal sin, I'm in, back out,
This work larks shit what were y'all shouting about!?!

Perks arn't perks if chicks, in small skirts,
Can back up, and reverse,
And so, become emersed.
While the rest are dispersed first,
Believe me it hurts worse.
When a boss with no sense,
Hense gets you trapped in her curse.

In her thirst, for the top.
She's only gone, and forgot.
We know exactly who she's not,
And we see that person a lot.
Stop. Playing your games,
I don't give a shit if that's your name.
Your claim to fame's exactly the same,
as 50 percent of the dames in the game.

Hey. I'm just speaking my mind.
What? Did you expect me to be kind?
While you're sitting drinking your wine,
thinking that everything is all fine.
I'm glad someone's having a good time,
Although I'm still not quite convinced.
You definately dont have a prince,
Let alone a king that's watching you mince.

In her thirst, for the top.
She's only gone, and forgot.
We know exactly who she's not,
And we see that person a lot.
Stop. Playing your games,
I don't give a shit if that's your name.
Your claim to fame's exactly the same,
as 50 percent of the dames in the game.

And I wouldn't say you smiled that much.
Wouldn't say you looked that happy as such.
Think it might be a nerve I've touched.
Looks like someone shoulda passed you the dutch....