Queens (Bad as a Mutha)

Another song I heard in a dream. This would benefit from a full band with lots of electric guitars. And if I sounded like Lita Ford instead of some church lady. But, hey, a gal can dream….

I’ve had enough
Gonna call your bluff
if you’d just concede
this wouldn’t be so tough

I’m not listening
you’re out of line
what gives you the nerve
to say I don’t deserve
what you know is mine?

Cause I’m the blackout queen
if you know what I mean
Hollywood and Vine
well, that just ain’t my scene
solitude’s my brother
and I won’t live with another
I’m bad as a mutha, oh, I’m bad as a mutha, oh

We can take it
we’re gonna make it
don’t fuckin waste our time
with that same old line
that we’re just fakin

We’re on the front lines
almost out of time
Don’t have forever
to wait around for you
to make up your mind

Cause we’re the knockout queens
I know you know what I mean
doin what they tell us
that just ain’t our thing
Sisters undercover
live and die for the other
we’re bad as a mutha, oh, we’re bad as a mutha, oh

Cause I’m the blackout queen
if you know what I mean
Hollywood and Vine
well, that just ain’t my scene
solitude’s my brother
and I won’t live with another
I’m bad as a mutha, oh, I’m bad as a mutha, oh