Queen Bitch Eat The Rich Lyrics - Robbie Williams

the name of the song is hot fuge not queen bitch eat the rich 

(Yee-haa) 

Queen Bitch, eat the rich 

I'm on the second course today 

I'm not the first, and I won't be the worst 

She's done most of L.A. 

Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon 

Twenty-four hours a day 

Collagen Jeanie, you big-lipped meanie 

I'm about to be blown away 

Come on, sing it 

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows 

Oh my Sunset, Rodeo 

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Hot fudge, here come the judge 

There's a Green Card in the way 

The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast are moving to L.A. 

And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 

Mother, things have got to change 

I'm moving to L.A. 

Take a piss, always English 

God bless you, Uncle Sam 

You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel 

And God knows I love to tan 

Making cents and dead Presidents 

Before I could count to ten 

With a nation behind me, can't stop the limey 

She's on her back again 

Come on, sing it 

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows 

Oh my Sunset, Rodeo 

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Hot fudge, here come the judge 

There's a green card in the way 

The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast are moving to L.A. 

Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 

Mother things have got to change 

I'm moving to L.A. 

L.A.,L.A.,L.A. L.A.,L.A.,L.A. L.A.,L.A.,L.A. 

Take me to the place where the sunshine flows 

Oh my Sunset, Rodeo 

Hot fudge, here come the judge 

There's a Green Card in the way 

The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast are moving to L.A. 

Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988 

Mother, things have got to change 

I'm moving to 

Hot fudge here comes the judge 

There's just a green card in the way 

The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast 

Are moving to L.A. 

Cause we've been dreaming 

of this feeling since 1988 

Mother things have got to change 

I'm moving to L.A. 

Moving to L.A. 

Keep on movin', 

keep on movin', 

keep on movin' to L.A. 

L.A., L.A. 

Gotta move down to L.A. 

Keep on movin' keep on movin' on 

Keep on movin', movin' on 

Keep on movin', movin' on 

Keep on movin' Keep on movin' on 

Keep on movin' keep on movin' keep on movin' 

keep on movin' keep on movin' on 

Keep on move, a move move a move a move move move move move 

And stop