[Intro]
(Aw New York City you've talked a lot, let's have a look at you)
[Verse 1]
I got the lumps in my throat
When I saw her coming down the aisle
I gets the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again standing over by the record machine
Oh, she's looking like a model on the cover of a magazine
Why she's too cute to be a minute over seventeen
[Pre-Chorus]
Meanwhile, I was thinking
She's in the mood, no need to break it
I got the chance, I ought to take it
She can dance, we can make it
Come on queenie, let's shake it
[Chorus]
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Go, go, go, little Queenie
[Verse 2]
Won't you tell me who the queen's
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
(Aw New York City you've talked a lot, let's have a look at you)
[Verse 1]
I got the lumps in my throat
When I saw her coming down the aisle
I gets the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again standing over by the record machine
Oh, she's looking like a model on the cover of a magazine
Why she's too cute to be a minute over seventeen
[Pre-Chorus]
Meanwhile, I was thinking
She's in the mood, no need to break it
I got the chance, I ought to take it
She can dance, we can make it
Come on queenie, let's shake it
[Chorus]
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Go, go, go, little Queenie
[Verse 2]
Won't you tell me who the queen's
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
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