Ant McNaught
Queen Bee
WRITTEN BY: ANT MCNAUGHT
Preacher’s always talking ’bout
truth going to set me free.
Truth is that your heart
has made a slave of me.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
Telephone is ringing-
could it be that love of mine?
How come I don’t hear nothing
when I get you on the line?
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
Words can fly like birds-
you just got to set them free.
Look inside your heart.
Repeat this after me.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
How’m I s’posed to sleep at night
with you shaking on my tree?
I don’t need nobody’s help
to make a fool of me.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I’m down with Jesus of Nazareth.
I’m down with the queen bee.
Every moment of creation’s
raised inside of me.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
When I’m doing something special,
when I’m doing something new,
I ain’t doing nothing…
I’m just waiting on you.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
As I journey through the valley,
one thing I long to see
is the rending of the veil
as you reveal yourself to me.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.
As I journey through the valley,
one thing I long to see
is the rending of the veil
as you reveal yourself to me.
I need your love.
I need your love.
I need your love.