Queen with a Vegas Taste

Now Judy life ain't that ugly
Why are you so depressed
Taking little pills, lying to your shrink
You're really quite a mess
You're going through a crisis I guess
I can appreciate
It's 3 a.m. but it's really not that late

You wear too many shadows
Trippin' in heals too high
Sleeping' with Mr. Nowhere man
You haven't made love for a while
Trying too hard to figure out why things just won't equate
It's 3 a.m. and it's really not that late

Judy oh Judy, you're a queen with a Vegas taste
Here you are outside the palace gates
You got to get back inside; You got to find your own way
It's 3 a.m. but it's really not that late

Now Judy step out of this picture, go out and have some fun
Forget about all of those tragedies that you have spun
You know it's such a blast to laugh
About your own mistakes
It's 3 a.m. but it's really not that late

Judy oh Judy, you're a queen with a Vegas taste
Here you are outside the palace gates
You got to get back inside; You got to find your own way
It's 3 a.m. but it's really not that late
Wake up Judy you know it's not too late