I got lumps in my throat when I saw her comin' down the aisleI got the wiggles in my knees when she looked at me and sweetly smiledThere she is again, standin' over by the record machineLookin' like a bottle on the cover of a magazineShe's too cute to be a minute over seventeenMeanwhile, I was thinkin'She's in the mood, no need to break itI got a chance, I oughta take itIf she'll dance, then we can make itCome on, Queenie, let's shake itGo, go, go, little QueenieGo, go, go, little QueenieGo, go, go, go, go, go, little QueenieTell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machineLookin' like a bottle on the cover of a magazineShe's too cute to be a minute over seventeenMeanwhile, I was still thinkin'If it's a slow song, we'll omit itIf it's a rocker, that'll get itIf it's good, she'll admit itCome on, Queenie, let's get with itGo, go, go, little QueenieGo, go, go, little QueenieGo, go, go, go, go, go, little QueenieGo, go, go, little Queenie