Midnight Queen
I'm in a bar full of bikers
And a handful of junkies
It's fifty/fifty chance that they're
Plannin' to jump me
Anybody drinking here is lucky just to leave here alive
Well my favourite littel waitress has
Ahold of my eys
But here's a shotgun
Loaded hidden under the bar
Her finger's on the trigger
If anybody gets out of line
There's other places that are better to go
But I'm addictes to the red light show
Feel like a king and she's my ace in the hole
And I can't get enough of the things that she does
She's gonna be my midnight queen
Look and loaded
I'm ready to go
She's gonna like my pistol clean
She's got ahold of me and ain't lettin' go
And I can't get enough of
The things that she does, alright
Well, she walks like a model
And talkes like a trucker
Doesn't want a lollipop
But she sure loves a sucker
They's closin' in around her
I'm cutting to the front of the line
Oh, she grabbed a bottle of tequila
And a lime for her lips
Laid her body on the bar
And put the salt on her hips
Was lying when I told her
That I'm the only gonn alick her tonight
There's other places that are better to go
But I'm addictes to the red light show
Feel like a king and she's my ace in the hole
And I can't get enough of the things that she does
She's gonna be my midnight queen
Look and loaded
I'm ready to go
She's gonna like my pistol clean
She's got ahold of me and ain't lettin' go
She's gonna be my sex machine
And I can never get her under control
She's gonna climb all over me
I'm like a pony in my own rodeo
And I can't get enough of
The things that she does, alright
And I can't get enough of the things that she does
She's gonna be my midnight queen
Look and loaded
I'm ready to go
She's gonna like my pistol clean
She's got ahold of me and ain't lettin' go
She's gonna be my sex machine
And I can never get her under control
She's gonna climb all over me
I'm like a pony in my own rodeo
And I can't get enough of
The things that she does, alright
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