She said baby our love’s just like your songs. The beat ain’t bad but the words are all wrong. It’s time to pack my bags it’s time to just move on. She sang Johnny I’m gone gone gone. And she was gone. Me and Leigh met summer of ’95. In a burgundy dress lookin’ finer than a French wine. A Cajun queen with another side. She was a schoolboy’s dream I was out of my mind. She was lookin’ fine. She said: ”You want to drive me home”. But what I didn’t know…. Ooh ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans. Ooh ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans. Ooh ooh – dancing cheek to cheek in New Orleans. Ooh ooh – it was almost like a dream. That night I made a move man I fell hard. When I put my hands in her cookie jar. She was more than a girl she was a cabaret star. I was a deer in the light of speeding car. Nothing’s what it seems. She was a Venus de Milo in her sister’s jeans. Ooh ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans. Ooh ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans. Ooh ooh – dancing cheek to cheek in New Orleans. Ooh ooh – it was almost like a dream. Ooh ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans. Ooh ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans. Ooh ooh – dancing cheek to cheek in New Orleans. Ooh ooh – dancing with the Queen down Bourbon Street. Ooh ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans. Ooh ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans. Ooh ooh – nothing’s what it seems in New Orleans. Ooh ooh – dancing with the Queen down Bourbon Street. Ooh ooh – I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans.