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I'm flirting with the birds
      C5                  C5
I'm talking to the weeds
 A5                         A5      G5
 Look what you've done to me

     F5           G5                              C5
I'm still dressed up from the night before
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Silken hose and an old Parisian coat
         F5        G5                   C5                     F5
And I feel like a Queen at the bus stop on the street
A5                         A5      G5
Look what you've done to me

        F5      G5                     C5
It's a beautiful morning in the ghetto
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Finer than the day before
      A5         G5                          C5                 F5
The ants are crawling over my pants as if to say
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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

         A5              G5         C5
In the midst of all this profusion
      F5               C5                   G5     G5
The bus pulls up to take me back home
      F5        C5                  F5
The bus driver looks like an African prince
      A5              A5               G5     G5
The babies have tears in their eyes

         F5        G5                    C5             F5
And I feel like a Queen on this sunny city bus
A5                         A5      G5
Look what you've done to me...