More songs by Ava Max
Description
Producer, Recording Engineer: Arthur Besna
Producer: Sam Martin
Mixing Engineer: Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mastering Engineer: Ohad Nissim
A And R Manager: Mike Caren
A And R Manager: Roxy Silver
Producer: Tor Eimon
Producer: Jakke Erixson
Composer, Lyricist: Ava Max
Composer, Lyricist: Arthur Besna
Composer, Lyricist: Sam Martin
Composer, Lyricist: Tor Eimon
Composer, Lyricist: Jakke Erixson
Composer, Lyricist: Jesse Aicher
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sun bathing, tits casual chic.
Classy, timeless, not what you'd think. Little bit of red, little bit of green. Baby, what a queen.
Go, go, go, go. Little girl walking red on her teeth.
Midnight cowboy, now make it sleek. I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna leave. Baby, what a queen. Go, go, go, go.
She's an angel. Yeah, baby, go. Kick your angels. Yeah, baby, so.
Break a leg, darling, it's your scene.
And kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it. Queen.
Queen.
Build it up, build it up now.
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it. Queen.
One open arms, they want more. Palm still glowing, smoke out the door.
Give it one pen. Get it how you need. Baby, what a queen.
Go, go, go, go. She's an angel. Yeah, baby, go. Kick your angels.
Yeah, baby, so. Break a leg, darling, it's your scene.
And kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it. She's an icon.
Oh, she's a beauty. Flash the Nikon and call her daddy.
Break a leg, darling, it's your scene.
And kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it. What a catastrophe, now they're closing the bar.
What a catastrophe, now she's calling a car. I'll take a little bit more.
More, more. More, more.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh.
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it. Queen. Oh, yeah. Queen.
Build it up, build it up, build it up now.
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it.
Queen.