Little Queenie — текст песни (Rolling Stones)

(Oh NYC you`ve talked a lot, let`s have a look at ya)
I got the lumps in my throat
When I saw her coming down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled

There she is again

Standing over by the record machine
Oooh, she`s looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
Why she`s too cute to be a minute over seventeen

Meanwhile I was thinking
She`s in the mood
No need to break it
I got the chance
I`m gonna take it
She can dance
We can make it
Come on queenie
Let`s shake it!

Go go go Little Queenie
Go go go Little Queenie
Go go go Little Queenie

Won`t ya tell me who the queen is
Standing over by the record machine
Why she`s looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine
Yeah she`s too cute to be a minute over seventeen

Take off your shoes

Meanwhile, I was still thinkin`
If it`s a slow song we`ll omit it
If it`s a rocker, that`ll get it
If it`s good, she`ll admit it
Come on queenie, lets get with it

Go go go Little Queenie
Go go go Little Queenie
Go go go Little Queenie