In this Florida heat
You found the spicy boys
Up to no good
Leather jackets
You never really know
You never eat your food
Enter the spicy boys
We can help you out
We'll clean up your plate
Came in through the window
You're the little
Queen of Brevard County
In Rockledge
Florida's only felt this far
Since you moved in
I guess we learn who we are
I guess we all grow
In this Florida heat
Throwing fries to birds
You could make a friend
In a heartbeat
You're the coolest kid I know
You're a hot dog
On a tricycle
Riding down the road
With conviction
But nowhere to go
You're the little
Queen of Brevard County
In Rockledge
Florida's only felt this far
Since you moved in
I guess we learn who we are
I guess we all grow
Up and never see
All the wonderful things that we could be
But I hope that
That's not lost on you
Cause you could do anything you wanted to
You're gonna kill it
Middle Kid - Queen of Rockledge Lyrics
Middle Kid - Queen of Rockledge Lyrics
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In this Florida heat
You found the spicy boys
Up to no good
Leather jackets
You never really know
You never eat your food
Enter the spicy boys
We can help you out
We'll clean up your plate
Came in through the window
You're the little
Queen of Brevard County
In Rockledge
Florida's only felt this far
Since you moved in
I guess we learn who we are
I guess we all grow
In this Florida heat
Throwing fries to birds
You could make a friend
In a heartbeat
You're the coolest kid I know
You're a hot dog
On a tricycle
Riding down the road
With conviction
But nowhere to go
You're the little
Queen of Brevard County
In Rockledge
Florida's only felt this far
Since you moved in
I guess we learn who we are
I guess we all grow
Up and never see
All the wonderful things that we could be
But I hope that
That's not lost on you
Cause you could do anything you wanted to
You're gonna kill it
You found the spicy boys
Up to no good
Leather jackets
You never really know
You never eat your food
Enter the spicy boys
We can help you out
We'll clean up your plate
Came in through the window
You're the little
Queen of Brevard County
In Rockledge
Florida's only felt this far
Since you moved in
I guess we learn who we are
I guess we all grow
In this Florida heat
Throwing fries to birds
You could make a friend
In a heartbeat
You're the coolest kid I know
You're a hot dog
On a tricycle
Riding down the road
With conviction
But nowhere to go
You're the little
Queen of Brevard County
In Rockledge
Florida's only felt this far
Since you moved in
I guess we learn who we are
I guess we all grow
Up and never see
All the wonderful things that we could be
But I hope that
That's not lost on you
Cause you could do anything you wanted to
You're gonna kill it
Writer: Zachary Willis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid