Queen of the boulevard,
you're cold and you're bitter stone.
I'm lonely and tired,
need a place of my own.
Beautiful face, I know, but you're
empty inside.
Stealin' my heart, I know,
but you can't have, no you can't have
my pride, yeah.
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Listen...
Collectin' old lovers,
you set their souls on fire.
Did you suppose now, honey,
I was ever, I was ever the pyre?
Beautiful face, I know, but you're
empty inside.
Stealin' my heart, I know,
but you can't have, no you can't have
my pride.
Queen of the boulevard,
I see you drivin' round.
You can play all your games, girl,
but you're gonna fall,
but you're gonna come down.
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Dream, dream, dream,
dream, dream, dream
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Queen of the boulevard
Every man's wet dream
Queen of the boulevard