STREET QUEEN

She got high class
She rides around in a cut down Chevy machine
Her eyes are certified plate glass
And legs just like a limousine
She comes stocked with class
And the ride ain't there to be mean
Whoa she's the baddest thing this town's ever seen
Oh, Street Queen

Well she got a turbine engine
With maximum thrust
She got Cadillac hips, she's got the best on the strip
She knows how to use a clutch
She comes on shiny and black
And to hit her you gotta be in touch
Oh she's the slickest thing that I've ever seen
Oh, Street Queen

Now you can always tell when she's in town
You can hear that engine roaring
Everybody knows when little queen's around
She says "get in" and takes you soarin'
Now the boys jump back
As that engine unwinds
And I'm glued to my seat
As I watch that speedometer climb
She moves so fast she's almost obscene
Street Queen

Well, if you're going to come streakin' down my street, baby
Like an angel with Chevy Wings
If you're going to come streakin' down my street baby
Like an angel with Chevy Wings
You better watch out, Street Queen
'Cause you're messing with the king