Queenie was a Rocker - Automatic Pilot lyrics

Automatic Pilot lyrics

Queenie was a Rocker

Queenie was a rocker
She parties all night
Starts her day
Come the evening light.
Glitter pumps
Wraparound shades
A mylar jumpsuit
She just had made.

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Ready for the streets
Ready for the boys and the tease
Ready for the streets
Ready for the disco, please.

With a circular motion
Of those marvelous hips
She was the tightest little punker
This side of the strip.
At least Jimmy thought so
We think he should know, he should know
He should know, he should know.

He was a cute little street cat
With a space 'tween his teeth,
A safety pin hangup,
Head full of grease.
He wore platform shoes
The kind you get from the war.
He liked to play Daddy
To all the young street whores.
But Queenie wasn't like that.
Queenie wasn't that kind of girl.

It all came free
But the choice was hers.
And it wasn't that easy
The girl likes furs.
At first she thought Jimmy was a freak.
Come second glance, He seemed kinda neat, seemed kinda neat,
Seemed kinda, seemed kinda, seemed kinda neat.

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They was all hanging out
In front of Taco Delight.
A hazy afternoon
In the summertime.
Jimmy came on
With his usual grin.
He had a real knack
For her favorite sin.

Now baby getting crazy
On the idea of fun
Decides to try the little boy
Once around.
They partied like demons
All night
Winding up in the back
Of his sixty five, sixty five
Sixty five, sixty five, sixty five.

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When morning came
They both really knew
Over coffee and aspirin
And an I Love You
Things might turn out alright.
Try it again
Next Saturday night, Saturday night.
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night.

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