Karaoké Queen Bee Une étoile est née (film, 1976) (Barbra Streisand)

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The Black, Black Widow is sittin' in the middle of the web

It's the fly she seeks

You may be her lover but you never will recover 'cos she ain't had a bite for weeks

You think you're the same 'cos you got the same name but the widow has a mobile home

Remember what I told you

She's got eight arms to hold ya 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 you think the widow's wearin' black

Jack

The Queen Bee baby

Pray that you may be left on your own

Uh huh

Nothin' she'll give you gonna out live you

Ah ah ah

But the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone

Uh huh

Long before Atlantis there has been a prayin' mantis and you know why he's on his knees

He may have a religion but he's just a sittin' 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

Now you've gone and torn it

You've been messin' 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

Nothin' she'll give you gonna outlive you but the Queen Bee's never gonna be alone

Uh huh

Uh huh

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 starin' 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 reagle and the bald-headed eagle need a woman just to keep them fed

But come the evenin' we're like Adam and his Eve

Inside the garden hear the serpents sound

It's so frustratin' when you're really into matin' and there ain't a lovin' man around

Whoever wrote the story

Throw out the glory

Bring in the men

Give me them and I'll swing

Write me a sequel

Give me an equal

Ah ah ah

And I'll give that man

I said I'm gonna give that lovin' man

I said I'm gonna give that lovin' man

I said I'm gonna give him that lovin'

Sting

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