C                 Cmaj7
I'm flirting with the birds
    C              Cmaj7
I'm talking to the weeds
 Am                Am7     G
 Look what you've done to me

   Fmaj7          G                    C
I'm still dressed up from the night before
Fmaj7              C           G
Silken hose and an old Parisian coat
      Fmaj7       G             C             Fmaj7
And I feel like a Queen at the bus stop on the street
Am                Am7     G
Look what you've done to me

       Fmaj7     G              Cmaj7/E
It's a beautiful morning in the ghetto
Fmaj7          C    G    G7
Finer than the day before
   Am       G                 C            Fmaj7
The ants are crawling over my pants as if to say
Am                  Am7    G G7
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

      Am            G       Cmaj7/E
In the midst of all this profusion
   Fmaj7            C           G   G7
The bus pulls up to take me back home
   Fmaj7       C             Fmaj7
The bus driver looks like an African prince
   Am         Am7             G    G7
The babies have tears in their eyes

      Fmaj7       G             C         Fmaj7
And I feel like a Queen on this sunny city bus
Am                Am7     G
Look what you've done to me...