Hey Eugene

Hey Eugene! Do you remember me? I'm that chick you danced with two times Through the Rufus album, Friday night, at that party On Avenue A Where your skinhead friend passed out For several hours on the bathroom floor And you told me, you weren't that drunk And that I was your favorite Salsa dancer You had ever come across in New York City Eugene, Eugene, Eugene I said, "Hello Eugene, are you there, Eugene?" Hey Eugene, then we kissed Once we lugged your friend into the elevator And went to write my number on a soggy paper towel And the car went down And when we were finished making out We noticed that your skinhead friend was gone, long gone And you looked into my bloodshot eyes And said, "Is it too soon if I call you Sunday?" Eugene, Eugene, Eugene I said, "Hello Eugene, are you there, Eugene?" I said, "Hello Eugene, Eugene, Eugene" I said, "Hello Eugene, are you there, Eugene?" I said, "Hello Eugene, Eugene, Eugene I said, "Hello Eugene, does any of this ring a bell, Eugene?"