The Elves - Little Queenie lyrics

I got 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 Looking like a model On the cover of a magazine 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 a chance, I ought to take it If she'll 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 Tell me who's the queen Standing over by the record machine Looking like a model On the cover of a magazine 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 And 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 Let's quit it Get with it