She walks into a dark and smoke-filled place
Where shadows fall on each and every face
She moves with slow deliberation and style
While eyes they watch like hungry crocodiles
The girl's got style
Yeah baby, you know it's just her style

Her glass fills up with just a wave of a hand
While bodies are swayin' to a rock and roll band
A young boy asks her “Lady, what's that song?”
She slides a little closer
Now it's the queen and her pawn
Watch it boy, you won't last long
Yeah, young boy, life ain't that long

Somebody's falling
Somebody's going down
Cause she's the queen of the underground

So-called friends are waiting there so patiendy
Like kids waiting for their candy on allowance day
There's not much for you
But temptation runs High
Better get out while you can
Don't let go of your life line
Come on boy, you got to read the signs
Yeah, young boy, these are fast times

Somebody's falling
Somebody's going down
Better watch your step
Cause she's tne queen of the underground

Somebody's falling
Somebody's going down
Better watch your step
Cause she's tne queen of the underground