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Little Queen

You'd rather have wine than gin

And only the finest by your skin

Always runnin' after time

Catching your fancy with rhymes

Shinin' on the front page againNow you're hot on the presses today, little queen

Makin' your passion play, little queen

Nobody knows your melancholy mind, little queenAway from the sellers, the papers said

Your crown was tight and heavy on your head

But still you danced and you sang all night

The telephone rang

And music kept on playin' from your penNow you're hot on the presses today, little queen

Makin' your passion play, little queen

Nobody knows your melancholy mind, little queen

Yeah, little queen, yeah, little queen, yeah, little queenYou better shine, you better shine, you know

You better shine, shine, shine tonight, oh(Raining)

He knows your soul ain't free

(Raining)

Oh an' he feels you, little queen, yeah(Raining)

(Raining)

I see you, I see you raining

(Raining)

He knows you're raining

(Raining)

Oh yeahYou're slippin' away with your gypsy band

You're hot on your music and playin' a winning hand

You were standin' in the line, thinkin' how you moved his mind

And feeling like he held you in his handAnd you're hot on the presses today, little queen

Making your passion play, little queen

Nobody knows your melancholy mind, little queen

Yeah, little queen, yeah, little queen, yeah, little queenMagazine, little queen, yeah

Ooh, oh no, no, no, little queen

Oh , ooh, no, no, no, Little queen

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