Lyrics:

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

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 !

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

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


Meanwhile,
I was still.... thinking
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,

Let's get with it !

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

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