Eileen

It was late one Friday night I was out with a few of the boys We were talking loud Havin' ourselves a real good time That's when I first saw Eileen Way down at the end of the bar She was sittin' all alone Havin' herself a real good cry So I went over with my rum and coke Sat down beside her And I told her one of my jokes And through her tears she started laughing So we introduced ourselves And we talked just a little bit more But before too long we heading towards the door All right She led the way, I was close behind She turned and reached for my hand Like a stranger that I had known before We got on a subway train And we rode all night Sweet sweet goodbye kisses In the morning light And we were burning with desire When I called her on the phone There would be nobody home And I never saw Eileen again I remember everything that she told me But why'd she have to go and disappear? Sometime later, I was out with a few of the boys We were talking loud Havin' ourselves a real good time Then came the question Whatever happened to that girl at the end of the bar Who was sittin' all alone Havin' herself a real good cry? We went riding on a subway train Sweet Eileen was her name And I never got to know her The way I really wanted to I thought we were connecting I guess I never really got through 'Cause when I called her on the phone There would be nobody home And I never saw Eileen again When I ride the evening train Memories remain And I never saw Eileen again Never saw Eileen again Never saw Eileen again Eileen Sweet Eileen Eileen She never really cared for me Whatever happened? Eileen