Street Queen

She got high class

She rides around in a cut down Chevy machine

Her eyes are plate glass

Oh and legs like a limousine

She comes stocked with sass

And pride ain't there to be mean

She's the baddest thing this town's ever seen

Oh, Street Queen

Well, she got a turbine engine, mama

With maximum thrust

Cadillac hips, she's got the best on the strip

She knows how to use a clutch

She comes on shiny and black

And, boys, if you hit her you better be tough

Oh she's the slickest thing that I've ever seen

Oh, Street Queen

And you can always tell a moment she's around

You can hear the loud engine roaring

She says, "Come on, get in. Hey baby, you want to go for a ride?"

I know she sets your mind soaring

Oh and the boys, they jump back

As that engine unwinds

I'm glued to my seat, mama

As I watch that speed-o-meter climb

Oh 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 them Chevy Wings

If you're going to come streakin' down my street, baby

Like an angel with them Chevy Wings

You better watch out, Street Queen

Cause you're messing with the king