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Music written by Martin Kohlmann
Lyrics written by Martin Kohlmann
Published by © 1996 Martin Kohlmann
Baby wanna rock on a Saturday night
She´ll take her lipstick -
gonna wear her tights
Goin´ downtown to the boozing bar
Take some whiskey and some gin in the jar
Take your dime -
feed the record machine
Come on Queenie -
wanna see you win
She´s gonna rock, make you hot, gonna make your shot
She´s gonna rock, make you hot, gonna make ya ...
Move on, move on, move on, baby wanna see ya ...
Baby´s got that somethin´ - call it lovin´desire
The flood is high -
yeah, the house is on fire
Jealous guy´s eyes are focused on her legs
She´s gonna tease him with her boilin´ eggs
Poor lonely chap -
ain´t got nothin´ to say
This is a trap -
she´ll make ya count your days
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