C2                     C7M
I'm flirting with the birds
      C2                  C7M
I'm talking to the weeds
 Am                         Am7      G
 Look what you've done to me

     F7M           G                              C2
I'm still dressed up from the night before
F7M                      C2                G
Silken hose and an old Parisian coat
         F7M        G                   C2                     F7M
And I feel like a Queen at the bus stop on the street
Am                         Am7      G
Look what you've done to me

        F7M      G                     C7M/E
It's a beautiful morning in the ghetto
F7M              C2      G     G7
Finer than the day before
      Am         G                          C2                 F7M
The ants are crawling over my pants as if to say
Am                              Am7    G   G7
They know where the honey is

There's really old roses blooming in the ghetto
Birds of paradise are taller than me
The weeds grow high - the birds flicker by
Children are walking to school

         Am              G         C7M/E
In the midst of all this profusion
      F7M               C2                   G     G7
The bus pulls up to take me back home
      F7M        C2                  F7M
The bus driver looks like an African prince
      Am              Am7               G     G7
The babies have tears in their eyes

         F7M        G                    C2             F7M
And I feel like a Queen on this sunny city bus
Am                         Am7      G
Look what you've done to me...