(Oh NYC you've talked a lot, let's have a look at ya)  I got the 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  Oooh, 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'm gonna 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 ya tell me who the queen is  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      Take off your shoes      Meanwhile, I was still thinkin'  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, lets get with it      Go go go Little Queenie  Go go go Little Queenie  Go go go Little Queenie