Queen Bee

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
Cuz she ain't had a bite for weeks
You think you're the same
Cuz 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
And 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'd you think the widow's wearing black?
Jack (ou!)

The queen bee baby
Pray that you be left on your own
Uh huh
Nothin' she'll give you
Gonna outlive you
But the queen bee's never gonna be alone

Long before Atlantis
There has been a praying mantis
And you know why he's on his knees
He may have 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

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 staring 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 evening
We're like Adam and his Eve
Inside the garden
Hear the serpent's sound
It's so frustrating
When your really into mating
And there ain't a lovin' man around
Whoever wrote the story
Threw out the glory
Bring in the men

It's so frustrating
When you're really into mating
And there ain't a loving man around
It's so frustrating
When you're really into mating
And there ain't a loving man around

Give me them and I'll swing
Write me a sequel
Give me an equal
Oh and I'll give that man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving man
I said I'm gonna give that loving sting...
Zaap!!!