Intro: C
C
We look we got it made, don't we?,
F
Permanent accessory
C
On their arms and always on their minds
C
Rings, we gotta wear the real big rings
F
Big smiles like figurines
C
Big hair for the real big kind
G
When they turn it on and slick back their hair
F
We turn around and the world's right there
G
Woman to woman, I'm starting to see
F
What happened to you is happening to me
C
Priscilla, Priscilla, how'd you get him to yourself?
F
Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls
C
It's enough to put a home through Hell
C
Priscilla, Priscilla, he's always in high demand
F C
How do you or don't you get the love you want when everybody wants your man?
G
It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King
F C
And I feel ya, Priscilla
C
Golden gate, we have to put up a gate
F
To find time to procreate
C
Or at least that's what we read
C
Bodyguard, Didn't know I was his bodyguard
F
And I shouldn't have to play the part
C
At least while we're not in bed
G
You and me share a unique position
F
Married to a man who's married to attention
G
Couldn't think of anybody better to ask
F
How to be the first to make it last?
C
Priscilla, Priscilla, how'd you get him to yourself?
F
Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls
C
It's enough to put a home through Hell
C
Priscilla, Priscilla, he's always in high demand
F C
How do you or don't you get the love you want when everybody wants your man?
G
It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King
F C F C G F
And I feel ya, Priscilla
G
Cause when they turn it on and slick back their hair
F
We turn around and the world's right there
G
Woman to woman, I'm starting to see
F
What happened to you is happenin' to me
C
Priscilla, Priscilla, how'd you get him to yourself?
F
Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls
C
It's enough to put a home through Hell
C
Priscilla, Priscilla, he's always in high demand
F C
How do you or don't you get the love you want when everybody wants your man?
G
It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King
F
And I feel ya,
G
It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King
F C
And I feel ya, Priscilla