Queen Bitch

David Bowie · 4 音轨 · 82 小节 · 热度 1,590

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David Bowie《Queen Bitch》吉他谱:共 4 条音轨(David Bowie - 12 String、Mick Ronson - Guitar、Trevor Bolder - Bass、Mick Woodmansey - Drums),82 小节,时长约 2 分 26 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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大卫·罗伯特·琼斯（David Bowie，艺名大卫·鲍伊，1947年1月8日－）是英国摇滚音乐家、词曲创作人、唱片制作人和演员。四十多年来，鲍伊一直是流行音乐界的重要人物，他的作品，尤其是在70年代的音乐探索，对整个乐坛起着开创性的作用。同时，他还以自己独特的声线以及作品的深度和折衷主义精神而闻名。 1969年7月，鲍伊的歌曲“Space Oddity”打入英国单曲排行榜前五名，他也由此进入了大众的视野。经过为期三年的实验探索后，他在1972年以外观华丽和雌雄同体的Ziggy Stardust形象出现，并以流行单曲“Starman”和专辑《The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars》为先锋，宣告了华丽摇滚时代的到来。鲍伊当时的形象，在传记作家大卫·伯克利看来，“挑战了当时摇滚乐的核心价值观”，并“创造了或…

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I'm up on the eleventh floor

And I'm watching the cruisers below

He's down on the street

And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo

Oh, my heart's in the basement

My weekend's at an all time low

'Cause she's hoping to score

So I can't see her letting him go

Walk out of her heart

Walk out of her mind

She's so swishy in her satin and tat

In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

Oh God, I could do better than that

She's an old-time ambassador

Of sweet talking, night walking games

And she's known in the darkest clubs

For pushing ahead of the dames

If she says she can do it

Then she can do it, she don't make false claims

But she's a Queen, and such are queens

That your laughter is sucked in their brains

Now she's leading him on

And she'll lay him right down

Yes she's leading him on

And she'll lay him right down

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But it could have been me

Yes, it could have been me

Why didn't I say, why didn't I say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat

In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

Oh God, I could do better than that

So I lay down a while

And I look at my hotel wall

Oh the cot is so cold

It don't feel like no bed at all

Yeah I lay down a while

And I look at my hotel wall

But he's down on the street

So I throw both his bags down the hall

And I'm phoning a cab

'Cause my stomach feels small

There's a taste in my mouth

And it's no taste at all

It could have been me

Oh yeah, it could have been me

Why didn't I say, Why didn't I say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat

In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat

Oh God, I could do better than that