C5 C5 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 F5 C5 G5 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 F5 C5 G5 G5 Finer than the day before A5 G5 C5 F5 The ants are crawling over my pants as if to say A5 A5 G5 G5 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...