Lyrics

I got lumps in my throat When I saw her comin down the aisle I got the wiggles in my knees When she looked at me and sweetly smiled Well there she is again Standin over by the record machine Well she looks like a model On the cover of a magazine But she's too cute To be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile I was thinkin' Well if she's in the mood No need to break it I got the chance and I oughta take it If she can dance we can make it C'mon queenie let's shake it Well, go, go, go, little queenie Ah... go, go, go, little queenie Ah... go, go, go, little queenie Ah... go Who's the queen standin over by the record machine Well she looks like a model On the cover of a magazine But she's too cute To be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile, I was still thinkin, hmmmm, Well if it's a slow one We'll omit it If it's a rocker, then we'll get it If it's a good one, she'll admit it C'mon queenie, let's get with it Well go, go, go, little queenie Ah... go, go, go, little queenie Let's go, go, go, little queenie Ah... go, go, go, little queenie I said go, go, go, little queenie Go, go, go, little queenie
Writer(s): Chuck Berry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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