The Rolling Stones Little Queenie текст песни, слова песни Little Queenie The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones - Little Queenie
(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'
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