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..