| Look at Little Queenie, ain’t she somethin' to see
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| She’s a slice of heaven, kinda sugary
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| Well she’s so quick when she sets her sight
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| The venom hid in denim makes it hard to fight
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| Little Queenie, Little Queenie
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| I said to Little Queenie, why ya pickin' me?
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| I ain’t got no money, in these torn up jeans
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| She said «Money, it don’t mean a thing
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| I’ll be your Little Queenie, will you be my king?'
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| Little Queenie, Little Queenie
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| What Little Queenie wants, Little Queenie gets
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| And Little Queenie wants to take ya home
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| Little Queenie wants her cake, and she’ll eat it too
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| She’ll lick the icin' off the candle when her meal is thru
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| She said «I'm so stuffed, boy you sure can bake
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| Now Little Queenie’s oven wants another cake»
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| Little Queenie, Little Queenie
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| What Little Queenie wants, Little Queenie gets
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| And Little Queenie wants to take ya home
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| Said goodbye to Queenie at the mornin’s rise
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| She grabbed me by the collar, looked me in the eyes
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| She said «Hold on, baby not so fast
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| If you’re gonna be the first, you gotta make it last!»
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| Little Queenie, Little Queenie
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| What Little Queenie wants, Little Queenie gets
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| And Little Queenie wants to take ya home
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| Little Queenie, Little Queenie
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| What Little Queenie wants, Little Queenie gets
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| And Little Queenie wants to take ya home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Little Queenie , by - Little Caesar. Song from the album Little Caesar, in the genre Альтернатива