text: 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 aint there to be mean
  Shes the baddest thing this towns ever seen
  Oh, Street Queen
  Well, she got a turbine engine, mama
  With maximum thrust
  Cadillac hips, shes 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 shes the slickest thing that Ive ever seen
  Oh, Street Queen
  And you can always tell a moment shes 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
  Im glued to my seat, mama
  As I watch that speed-o-meter climb
  Oh she moves so fast shes almost obscene
  Street Queen
  Well, if youre going to come streakin down my street, baby
  Like an angel with them Chevy Wings
  If youre going to come streakin down my street, baby
  Like an angel with them Chevy Wings
  You better watch out, Street Queen
  Cause youre messing with the king