Sometimes I feel like a drone without any queen I'm making honey but it don't taste sweet Without a lady on the top just singing for me I've got a wiggle in my step but I can't find the beat C'mon! Sometimes I feel like a queen let out of the hive I'm always working, working over time And I sing to myself just so I know I'm alive I miss the boys back home, but I like it outside C'mon! Meet me when the grass grows tall and green Inside the dandelion field near the mountain stream We've got your old room waiting and we've kept it clean I've got a little sip of nectar you can share with me, C'mon! Zzzz zzzz zzzzz zzzzz zzzzz