Little Queenie Lyrics

by Rolling Stones

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
Ooh, 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 oughta 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'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

Meanwhile, I was still thinkin'
If it's a slow song, we'll omit it
If it's a rocker, that'll get it
And it's good, she'll admit it
Come on Queenie, let's get with it

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