Killer Queen - Meat & the bohemians

(Song By Freddy Mercury) She keeps Moet and Chandon in her pretty cabinet 'Let them eat cake' she says Just like Marie Antoinette A built in remedy for Khrushchev and Kennedy And anytime an invitation you can decline Caviar and cigarettes well versed in etiquette Extr'ordinarily nice She's a killer queen gunpowder gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? She never kept the same address In conversation she spoke just like a baroness Met a man from China went down to Geisha Minah Then again incidentally if you're that way inclined (she's a killer queen) Perfume came naturally from Paris (naturally) For cars she couldn't care less Fastidious and precise She's a killer queen gunpowder gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime Drop of a hat she's as willing as a playful as a pussy cat Then momentarily out of action Temporarily out of gas To absolutely drive you wild - wild She's out to get you She's a killer queen gunpowder gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? Wanna try

Singing in the shower I am singing my heart out for the one I love I really love you I truly do I really love you I'm a fool Singing in the shower I am singing my heart out for the one I love Why, why why why? Why oh why? Why oh why? Why, why why why? Why oh why? Why oh why? Why must I suffer the way I do? Why is my love for only you? Singing in the shower I am singing my heart out for the one I love I am singing my heart out for the one I love

A hand above the water, An angel reaching for the sky, Is it raining in heaven? Do you want us to cry? And everywhere the brokenhearted, On every lonely avenue, No one could reach them, No one but you, One by one, only the good die young, They're only flying too close to the sun, And life goes on without you. Another tricky situation, I get to drowning in the blues, And I find myself thinking, Well, what would you do? Yes, it was such an operation, Forever paying every due, Hell, you made a sensation! You found a way through. One by one, only the good die young. They're only flying too close to the sun, And we'll remember, forever. And now the party must be over, I guess we'll never understand, The sense of your leaving, Or was it the way it was planned? And so we grace another table, And raise our glasses one more time, There's a face at the window and I aint ever, ever saying goodbye. And one by one, only the good die young, They're only flying too close to the sun, Crying for nothing, Crying for no-one, No-one but you.